to that person," and told me that I had better get another message from the
Lord, but I said, "No." Then they said, "Will you preach it if the Lord
gives you another message?" I said, "I will, if I can get into the pulpit
and you will pray for me."

The second day following, the Lord gave me another message. My text was the
last clause of the second verse of Proverbs 16: "... the Lord weigheth the
spirits." After I had spoken a few minutes Brother Cole spoke up and said,
"Please stop a minute, Bro. Susag, do not talk so fast; we do not
understand a word you say." I said, "Please pray for me." Then again,
realizing I was going quite fast, I stopped, when Sister Cole said, "Do not
stop now, go ahead, Bro. Susag, we can understand you well enough." I
seemed to be full of the Holy Ghost which seemed to be pressing me on. When
I said, "Amen" there were forty-two at the altar crying for mercy.

Listen folks, this was not because of my good preaching, for they could not
understand me, but they understood when the Holy Ghost spoke. When I went
to the altar to pray with the seekers a man came running on his hands and
feet, barking like a dog. He was taken out to another room to be prayed
for. He was helped, and the devils were cast out.

After the altar service was over I asked Brothers Reardon and Ebel to go
with me to the basement. As soon as we got there I fell on my face to the
floor weeping, and saying to the brothers, "I need help, I am in serious
trouble. It seems as though devils were tearing my very body to pieces."
Thank God for good brothers who are able to help a person in time of need.
Brother Reardon said to me, "Get up quick, Bro. Susag, don't lie there and
cry for the devil." But I said, "You don't know what trouble I am in." But
they said to me, "There is nothing the matter with you. Get up and rebuke
the devil, get up and sit on that chair and we will talk to you." Then Bro.