By Smith Wigglesworth
(From the book “WIGGLESWORTH ON FAITH”, pp 104)
I remember one day being in northern England and going around to see some sick people. I was taken into a house where there was a young woman lying on her bed, a very helpless case. It was a case where her reason had gone, and many things were manifested that were satanic, and I knew it.
She was only a young woman, a beautiful child. Then the husband, who was quite a young man, came in with a baby, and he leaned over to kiss the wife. The moment he did, she threw herself over on the other side of the bed, just like a lunatic would do, with no consciousness of the presence of the husband. That was very heartbreaking. And then he took the baby and pressed the baby’s lips to the mother. Again, another wild kind of thing happened. So he said to a sister who was attending her, “Have you anybody to help?”
“Oh,” she said, “we have had everything.”
But I said, “Have you had no spiritual help?”
And her husband stormed out and said, “Help? You think that we believe in God after we have had seven weeks of no sleep and maniac conditions? You think that we believe God? You are mistaken. You have come to the wrong house.”
And then a young woman about eighteen or so just grinned at me and walked out of the door, and that just finished the whole business. That brought me to a place of compassion that something had to be done for this woman; it did not matter what it was.
And then with my faith – thank God for the faith – I began to penetrate the heavens, and I was soon out of that house, I will tell you, for I never saw a man get anything from God who prayed on the earth. If you get anything from God, you will have to pray into heaven, for it is all there. If you are living on the earth and expect things from heaven, they will never come. If you want to touch the ideal, you must live in ideal principles.
And as I saw in the presence of God the limitations of my faith, there came another faith, a faith that could not be denied, and a faith that took the promise, a faith that believed God’s Word. And I came from that presence back again to earth, but I was not the same man under the same condition that confronted me. But in the name of Jesus, I was a man with a faith that could shake hell and move anything else.
I said, “Come out of her in the name of Jesus!” and she rolled over and fell asleep and wakened in fourteen hours, perfectly sane and perfectly whole. Oh, there is faith, the faith that is in me. And Jesus wants to bring us all into a place in line with God where we cease to be, for God must have the right of way, of thought, and of purpose. God must have the way.