The first time I heard the term “religious nut” was in the 1950’s when my mom spit those words out of her mouth.
It happened when we shopped at Meiners’ Grocery Store in Forreston, Illinois. Mom picked a few items off the shelves and carried them up to the checkout. Lillian Meiners, the cashier, attempted to talk about the Lord to Mom while totaling the purchases on the cash register. It was a one-sided conversation with Mom saying nothing.
“She’s a religious nut!” Mom proclaimed as we walked to our 1955 Pontiac, parked outside the door.
From that day forward, Lillian Meiners personified a religious nut to me. I would often see her and when I did, Mom’s words popped into my mind. Lillian never knew my true feelings about her. It was one of those inner character assassinations I never spoke aloud to anyone.
Lillian’s name was filed on a forgotten corner shelf of my mind until late 1985. It would still be there covered with layers of dust and cobwebs except for the question I asked the Lord one morning during prayer.
“Jesus, why did you save me?”
A clear voice whispered to my heart.
“Because of Lillian Meiners’ prayers for you.”
His words shocked me, but a few years later, I talked with her pastor, Rev. Orin Graff. He told me Lillian was a diligent prayer warrior for kids who attended the local Bible Camp, which I did for five years.
Today, I prayed:
Lord, I pray that You raise up an army of religious nuts that no longer utter decent, delicate prayers, but rather pray till hell feels its ponderous strokes, till the iron gates of difficulty are opened, till the mountains of obstacles are removed, till the mists are exhaled and the clouds are lifted, and the sunshine of a cloudless day brightens America once again. (Based on a quote by E. M. Bounds)
What do you think and has the Lord spoken to you today?
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