During an awful hailstorm a traveler sought shelter under a farmer’s porch. He saw no one in the house, but he could hear a voice of one in earnest prayer. It was the farmer’s wife who prayed that her little field of corn be preserved from the hail, as it was all they had to help supply their needs during the coming winter. When she had finished praying, she stepped out of the house. “Be of good comfort,” said the traveler, “God has surely heard your prayer. Let us go out and see.” They went. All about them the crops were destroyed by the storm, but the field of the poor farmer remained untouched by the hail.
ML 03/28/1965