“When the Son of Man comes, will He find faith on the earth?” -Luke 18:8
The Lord certainly found faith in the person of George Müller, director of the Ashley Down orphanage in Bristol England in the 19th century. Last week in chapel here at Titchie Swot Elementary at the Rift Valley Academy, we listened to the following story:
ABIGAIL TOWNSEND was not an orphan, but when her family moved to Bristol, England, a close friendship developed between her father and George Müller. Abbie often went out to Ashley Downs with her father to visit the orphanage. She grew very fond of the kind gentleman who ran it.
One morning, Müller took Abbie by the hand and said, “Come, see what our Father in heaven will do for us today.”
He led her into the long dining room, where bowls and cups were on the table, but there was no food. There was also no food in the kitchen and no money to buy food. But the orphan children were standing behind their seats, respectfully waiting for breakfast to begin.
“Children,” said Müller, “it will soon be time for school, so let’s pray. Dear Father, we thank you for what you are going to give us to eat.”
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and there stood the local baker. “Mr. Müller,” he said, “I couldn’t sleep last night. Somehow I felt you didn’t have bread for breakfast, and the Lord wanted me to send you some. So I got up at two o’clock and baked some fresh bread for you.”
Müller thanked the baker and praised God for his care. “Children,” he said, “we not only have bread, but God has given us the rare treat of fresh bread.”
Right away there came a second knock at the door. This time it was the milkman, who announced that his cart had broken down outside the orphanage. “I must empty my wagon before I can repair it. Could the children use my cans of fresh milk?”
There, before her very eyes, little Abbie saw God provide fresh bread and milk for the children.
“I wish God would answer my prayers like He does yours, Mr. Müller,” said Abigail.
“Oh, He will,” said George Müller. “All you have to do is ask Him. Now, what is it you want?”
“Some wool yarn,” said Abbie, grinning.
“Well, let’s pray, then.” And Müller helped her say a short prayer.
Some time later, Abbie came running back to Müller. “I want to pray again,” she said.
“God heard you the first time, child. You don’t need to pester Him.”
“But I forgot to tell Him what color I want,” said Abbie.
Taking her up on his knee, he said, “You are right. You should tell God exactly what you want.”
“Please, God,” prayed Abbie, “send mixed colors.” Then she jumped down and ran off to play.
The next morning, a package arrived for Abigail. Her Sunday school teacher had forgotten her birthday and sent a late gift…of mixed colors of yarn!”
Biographical account found in Hero Tales: A Family Treasury of True Stories from the Lives of Christian Heroes by Dave & Neta Jackson