A Diary of Signs and Wonders

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He looked like an angel, and seemed to say: One year had hardly passed by when the angel of death came again to our home and took away our baby Freddy, and at the same time I lay for weeks between life and death. In all this I could see the hand of the loving Father calling me to leave all and follow Him. About this time our little daughter Georgie was converted.

She was about seven years old. She was a great comfort to me. She loved to talk of the goodness of God and our Redeemer. Many happy times we enjoyed talking together of the beautiful home over the river, where her brothers had gone. I did not think she would leave me so soon to join their ranks and raise her voice with theirs in singing salvation to our God, who sitteth upon the throne, and to the Lamb forever.

She was taken sick with that dreadful disease, scrofula, and lingered about eight months. Her sufferings were great, yet she never murmured or complained, but only said it was for her good. She loved to read about Jesus, and the beautiful mansions He was preparing, and the robe and crown that were waiting for her.

She would talk to all who came to see her of Jesus and His love, and tell them to meet her in heaven. She sent messages to her Sabbath School teacher and scholars, and to her friends far and near, to meet her in heaven. For weeks before she died her face was all lighted up with the glory of God. The angels seemed to be hovering about her bed. She could hear them singing. Her body was with us, but her spirit seemed to be above the earth communing with God.

She was willing to go and be with Jesus, but it seemed hard for her to leave me. I hate to leave you; but oh, say you will meet me in heaven. I cannot die unless you promise to meet me in heaven. The Sabbath before she died she called me to her bed-side and said: She talked of dying as we would talk of going to visit a dear friend. She gave away all of her earthly possessions.

To me she gave her Testament; said she would like to see all her friends once more. She selected her burial robe and place to be buried, and requested us to leave room for me to be buried by her side. She stayed with us until the last of the week, and was frequently heard to say:. She kept inviting every one to come to Jesus and be saved. Her sufferings were intense toward the last. When she could not speak, and we would ask her if she was happy, and if Jesus was with her, she would smile and nod her head. She thought she was going. In this way she talked on till the last, and her face shone with the glory of heaven.

Looking up she said: It seemed to me that I could see them as they went sweeping through the gates into the New Jerusalem. It was like death to part with my darling. But Jesus was very precious to my soul. Heaven was nearer, Christ was dearer, than ever before. I had one more treasure in glory. My health had been very poor all through her sickness. Three weeks before her death little Gertie was born.

She was the picture of Georgie, and seemed to have her sweet disposition, and I thought as she grew older she would take her place; but the precious bud was not permitted to bloom in this world of sin. At the age of four months the angels bore her away where the flowers never fade nor die, there to join her sister and brothers who were waiting to welcome her at the golden gates. I could say with David, they cannot come back to me, but I will go to them. There shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth, when ye shall see Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, and all the prophets, in the kingdom of God, and you yourselves thrust out.

FROM the time of the sad occurrences which have just been narrated in the previous chapter my health was very poor, and many times I was brought near the brink of the grave. Everyone who saw me thought I would die. But the work the Lord was calling me to do came up before me so plainly that I thought He would raise me up and open the way; and at these times, when I seemed to be hovering between life and death, I would have such glorious visions.

If there be a prophet among you, I the Lord will make Myself known unto him in a vision, and will speak unto him in a dream. At one time I was praying for the salvation of sinners, and the Saviour appeared on the cross by me, and talked If there be a prophet among you, I the Lord will make Myself known unto him in a vision, and will speak unto him in a dream. Another time I was meditating upon the love of God in giving His only Son to die for sinners, and of the beautiful home He was preparing for those who love Him, and I seemed to float away, and was set down in the Beautiful City.

Oh, the glorious sight that met my view can never be expressed by mortal tongue! It is a real city. Its inhabitants are real, and not imaginary. If mothers could see their children as I saw them, in all their shining glory, they would never weep for them, but would leave all and follow Jesus. I never think of my children as being in the grave.

Often now when I am pleading with sinners to come to Jesus, and telling them of the love of God, the beautiful home in heaven, of the mansions bright and of the robe and crown, and of the great multitude who have been washed in the blood of the Lamb, the veil seems to be taken away and I feel lost in the love and glory of Christ.

I feel as though the congregation was left behind, and I was floating upward in a cloud of glory. Oh, the wonderful love of God! The half has never been told. It never can be told. It will take all eternity to tell of the redeeming love, in the wonderful plan of redemption to a dying world. Dear readers, will you not give up all and follow Jesus, and meet me in that beautiful land where sorrow will never come? I do praise God for His lovingkindness to me in always raising up the best of Christian friends in my behalf.

In all my sickness and trouble the ministers and people came from the different churches in the town and had prayer-meetings in my room. They prayed in the churches for my recovery. I was willing to die and leave my little girl and boy, feeling that God would care for them, but the work God was calling me to do loomed up before me.

All these years God had been preparing me - for I was not willing. I felt like a worm in His sight. It seemed impossible for me to undertake the work for the salvation of souls; but the time had come to promise or die. I promised God that if He would restore my health, and prepare me, and show me the work, I would try to do it; I began to get better immediately. They had glorious meetings. I was very timid, and bound as with chains in a man-fearing spirit.

There was weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth. Depart from Me all ye workers of iniquity. There shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth, when ye shall see Abraham, and Isaac and Jacob, and all the prophets in the kingdom of God, and you thrust out. I was above the people on a narrow plank-walk, which wound up toward heaven; and I was exhorting and pleading with the people to come upon the plank and escape that awful place. There was a beautiful bright light above me, and I was encouraging them to follow that light and they would go straight to heaven. This vision left quite an impression on my mind.

When the Spirit of God was striving with me to talk or pray in meeting, I would resist as long as I could. Then this awful vision would rise before me, and I would see souls sinking into eternal woe. I would forget everything but the love of God and dying souls. God seemed to speak through me to the people.

But I had so much opposition to contend with. My people were opposed; my husband and daughter fought against it; and my whole nature shrunk from going to stand as a gazing-stock for the people. But the Lord was showing in many ways that I must go and perform the work He had for me to do. Several ministers whom I had never seen before told me, at different times, that God was calling me to the ministry, and that I would have to go. I cannot take Willie with me, nor can I leave him behind.


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He was the joy of my life. He was nearly seven years old.

Diary of Signs and Wonders by Maria Woodworth-Etter

He was very bright for one of his age - in fact, far beyond his years. He was the pet of the whole neighbourhood. He seemed to know when taken sick that he would not get well. He talked of dying and going to see Georgie, who had been dead three years that month. He said he would have to die sometime, and that he would rather go now if we could go with him; that he would never be sick any more, nor have to take any more medicine. He bid us all good-bye and said he was going to be with Jesus.

He died very happy. He had talked and fretted much about his little sister, and said he could not live without her. By faith I could see her meeting him at the beautiful gates and welcoming him into the golden city of God. This sad bereavement nearly took my life. The dear Saviour was never so near and real to me before. He was by my side and seemed to bear me up in His loving arms. When alone I missed my darling so much that I wept as though my heart would break.

Lizzie, our oldest child, aged sixteen, was all we had left of six sweet children. In all these trials God was preparing me and opening the way for the great battle against the enemy of souls; and now the great desire of my heart was to work for Jesus. But when I thought of my weakness I shrank from the work. I was filled with zeal and power, and felt as if I could stand before the whole world and plead with dying sinners. It seemed to me that I must leave all and go at once. You know you could not do it.

I wanted to run away from God, or I wished I could die; but when I began to look at the matter in this way, that God knew all about me, and was able and willing to qualify me for the work, I asked Him to qualify me. I knew that I was but a worm. God would have to take a worm to thresh a mountain. Then I asked God to give me the power Ye shall receive power after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you, and ye shall be witnesses unto Me. He gave the Galilean fishermen- to anoint me for service.

I came like a child asking for bread. I looked for it. God did not disappoint me. The power of the Holy Ghost came down as a bright cloud. It was brighter than the sun. I was covered and wrapped up in it. My body was light as the air. It seemed that heaven came down. Oh, Praise the Lord! There was liquid fire, and the angels were all around in the fire and glory. It is through the Lord Jesus Christ, and by this power that I have stood before hundreds of thousands of men and women, proclaiming the unsearchable riches of Christ.

The Friends wanted me to travel a year with a minister and his wife and work in revivals, and they would pay all expenses.

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But my husband was not willing for me to go, or to engage in the work in any place. I THOUGHT I would go through a course of study and prepare for the work, thinking the Lord would make my husband and people willing in some way to let me go out and work. But I could not get my mind fixed on my study. Everything seemed empty and vacant, and I was restless and uneasy. The dear Saviour stood by me one night in a vision and talked face to face with me, and asked what I was doing on earth.

Go now, and I will be with you. I told Him I wanted to study the Bible; that I did not understand it well enough. Then there appeared upon the wall a large open Bible, and the verses stood out in raised letters. The glory of God shone around and upon the book. I looked, and I could understand it all. Where shall I go? I saw more in that vision than I could have learned in years of hard study. Praise His Holy Name. I saw that I must not depend on anything that I could do, but to look to Him for strength and wisdom.

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I was to be the vessel of clay God was going to use to His own glory. I must trust God to speak through me to the people the words of eternal life. There was all this time a secret monitor within telling me that I should be calling sinners to repentance. I could not get clear of that reflection by day or by night. Walking or dreaming, I seemed to have a large congregation before me, all in tears, as I told them the story of the cross.

Thus for months and years did I debate; and yet did I falter and hesitate, and, like Jonah, trim my sail for Tarshish. I thought if I were a man it would be a pleasure for me; but for me, a woman, to preach, if I could, would subject me to ridicule and contempt among my friends and kindred, and bring reproach upon His glorious cause. Always when I had trouble I would flee to the stronghold of faith and grace and prayer.

And when there was trouble on hand Barak dare not meet the enemy unless Deborah led the van. As I continued to read my Bible I saw that in all ages of the world the Lord raised up of His own choosing, men, women, and children - Miriam, Deborah, Hannah, Hulda, Anna, Phoebe, Narcissus, Tryphena, Persis, Julia, and the Marys, and the sisters who were co-workers with Paul in the gospel, whose names were in the Book of Life, and many other women whose labours are mentioned with praise.

Even the children were made the instruments of His praise and glory. See 1 Samuel 3. The more I investigated the more I found to condemn me. There was the Master giving one, two, and five talents, and the moral obligation of each person receiving them and their several rewards. I had one talent, which was hidden away. It was a cross for me to talk to those people; but I said, in the name of God, and by His sustaining grace, I will try, and leave the result with Him.

As I rose to speak, this text came to my mind: When I began to talk upon the subject the man-fearing spirit left me, and the words came to me faster than I could give them utterance. My sister-in-law broke down and left the house. We continued the meeting a few days, and twenty claimed to be converted.

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People were converted all through the neighbourhood. One who came to this meeting afterward became my son-in-law. I continued to keep house, and spent as much time in holding meetings as I could, to give my husband a chance to attend his work. I was anxious to raise money for us to go West. I would ride seven miles and hold meeting on Saturday evening, and three meetings on Sabbath - sometimes in different churches - and then ride home over a hilly and rough road.

By this time I would be nearly exhausted and hardly able to walk around to do my work. But the last of the week I would go again; and often through the week I held meetings in the towns around where I was born and raised, where we had lived since we were married. It was a cross for me to speak before my own folks, and the people whom I had always known. But God wonderfully blessed my labours in every place.

Wherever I went the house was crowded. I did not write my sermons or have sketches of sermons. I would take a text and trust God to lead me in His own way. I was holding meeting for a few days where I was raised, and the house was crowded every night. One night I could not get a text. The people came pouring in until the house was packed. I began to get frightened. I began to plead with Jesus. I told Him He had called me to preach, that here was this starving multitude and I had no bread to give them. As I did so the power came, and it seemed that all I had to do was to open my mouth.

The people all through the house began to weep. I talked one hour and a quarter. The power came as it did when I received the baptism of the Holy Ghost. It seemed as if the house was full of the glory of God. The cloud filled the house of the Lord, so that the priests could not stand to minister because of the cloud: I felt as if I was drawn up over the people. Glory to God for helping a worm of the dust. There was an old free church in which no one was ever known to be converted. Some of our best ministers had tried to hold meetings there but had gone away in disgust.

This place was six miles from home. I had several times refused to go to this place, but at last concluded to go, believing God would shake the foundation of infidelity, and that there would be a shaking among the dry bones. A large crowd met me. They had come through mere curiosity, expecting to see me back out. I had to do all the talking, all the praying, and all the singing. But God was there in mighty power. Some of those infidels turned pale and trembled in their seats.

For a few days I could hardly find a place to stay. About the fourth day some were brightly converted. They went to work. The news spread like fire, and the Christians and singers and ministers came for miles around. There were hundreds who could not get into the house. The doors and windows were open, and the order was so good that I think nearly all the people outside could hear.

One old man and his wife, about seventy-five years old, and nine of their children, were converted. Nearly all who came out were over twenty years old. Some of the hardest sinners in the whole country were converted. They had to confess that God was there in wonderful power. I organised a Sabbath-school of one hundred and fifty scholars, and put in a man for superintendent who had been a noted drunkard; appointed two prayer meetings for each week, and established meetings every Sabbath.

Different ministers promised to furnish them with preaching. The people said it was a glorious work, but that it could not last; that when I left it would go down. Bless God, I have heard of only one who went back to the world! Praise God, the work is going on, and the wilderness of sin has been made to blossom as the rose! Where there was cursing and blaspheming, there is singing and praising God. Let us never be discouraged; but lean hard on God, and He will give us victory every time, if we only trust Him and give Him the glory.

Praise God for victory through faith in His promise and through the efficiency of the blood of the Lamb! Let me say for the encouragement of those who are starting in the work of the Lord, God has promised to be with us always, even to the end. We are nothing but the clay God speaks through. We must claim the victory by faith, This is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. For the kingdom of God is not in word, but in power.

That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God. ON the way home from a revival-meeting I took a severe cold, which settled in my throat. We stopped in Columbiana, ten miles from home. While there a Methodist class-leader requested me to take charge of the prayer meeting, and preach for them. As it was too late to announce a meeting, I told him I would go if able, and we would have a praise-meeting, as I could only speak in a whisper.

The church had gone out after style, and pride, and festivals, etc. I will come to you shortly, if the Lord will, and will know, not the speech of them which are puffed up but the power. For the kingdom of God is not in word but in power. They were in a lifeless condition. I went, and to my surprise the people were coming in crowds.

They continued to come until the house was crowded - and they said the house would hold a thousand people. There I was, barely able to sit up, so hoarse I could hardly speak, with no minister or anyone to help me. I never had stood before such a congregation, or so much style.

I trembled in my seat; but oh, how I clung to God. In silent prayer I asked him to take away the cold and hoarseness, and man-fearing spirit, and everything, and give me a message for that dying people. I thought if I could get up into the pulpit I would tell the people it was a mistake; that I had not promised to speak. It seemed so far away. But I went, and stood up to make an apology for the first time since I had started to work for the Lord. As I did so this text came to mind: The first five minutes they could hardly understand a word.

Then my voice got clear and strong, and they could hear distinctly all over the house; and the words just seemed to roll out. I talked for one hour, and the power of God was wonderfully manifested. All over the house people wept, and a death-like solemnity settled over the congregation. They wanted me to go on with a revival, but I could not.

Whenever I think of that meeting it strengthens my faith, and I feel like praising God for victory through faith in our Lord Jesus Christ. To Him be glory, and power, and praise for ever and ever. My husband was now willing and anxious to go with me in the work. It required strong faith, for we had to start without purse or scrip, like the disciples, trusting the Lord to supply our needs.

I find the promise of Jesus verified. If we leave all for His sake, we shall have houses and lands, sisters and brothers, and a home in heaven. I find dear mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, and dear children born into the kingdom, wherever I go, who are as dear to me as my own. When we went West to engage in the work which God was calling me to do, the first place at which we stopped was at Willshire, Ohio.

I preached in the M. Church the same evening, and the next day we went to Fairview. The class requested me to continue the meetings, which I did for sixteen days. There had been trouble in the church for a number of years. Some of the best members had left, and the church had lost its power. I felt impressed that God was going to restore love and harmony in the church. I visited those families, and the third day of the meeting the trouble was all settled.

All who were present came to the altar and made a full consecration and prayed for a baptism of the Holy Ghost and of fire, and that night it came. Fifteen came to the altar screaming for mercy. Men and women fell and lay like dead. I had never seen anything like this. I felt it was the work of God, but did not know how to explain it, or what to say. I was a little frightened, as I did not know what the people would think or what they might do to me, as I was the leader of the meeting.


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While the fear of God was on the people, and I was looking on, not knowing what to do, the Spirit of God brought before me the vision I had before I started out in the work of the Lord, and said: The large field of wheat was the multitudes of people you are to preach the gospel to; the falling sheaves is what you see here tonight, the slaying power of God.

This is My power; I told you I would be with you and fight your battles; it is not the wisdom of men, but the power and wisdom of God that is needed to bring sinners from darkness to light. Those who were lying over the house as dead, after lying about two hours, all, one after another, sprang to their feet as quick as a flash, with shining faces, and shouted all over the house. I never had seen such bright conversions, nor such shouting.

They seemed as light as a feather. The ministers and old saints wept and praised the Lord with a loud voice.

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They said it was the Pentecostal power; that the Lord was visiting them in great mercy and power, and there was great victory coming. It is now twelve years since that meeting; the Lord has poured out the Holy Ghost as he promised he would in the last days, And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of My Spirit upon all flesh: Many times I have stood before congregations of thousands, preaching or singing, when the Holy Ghost fell upon them, While Peter yet spoke these words, the Holy Ghost fell on all them which heard the word.

Many shouted, others wept with a loud voice. Other times the power would sweep over the house in melting power. In a few minutes nearly every one in the congregation would be weeping, saints and sinners. The solemnity of death would rest upon the people; you could not hear a sound nor see a move; the people were held by the power of God. These outpourings of the Holy Ghost were always followed by hundreds coming to Christ.

He has shown me we are in the last days. He has poured out His spirit in all my meetings. How I realised this: When I would feel my responsible position, and look over the crowded house, I, like Peter, would begin to sink, and cry: Some of those promises would come rolling in, accompanied with the Holy Ghost, until I would feel lost in Christ and see nothing but the multitude of dying people rushing on to judgement. My next work was at Bethel Chapel, St. The class was in bad condition.

There had been trouble in the church for nine years. Sixteen members or more had left the church; but harmony and love were restored to the class, and nearly all who had left came back. Etter shares the secrets of her ministry with unusual clarity. Her ministry is still considered by many Christians as the most powerful yet seen in the 20th Century. This book will transform the lives of believers today. Read more Read less. Customers who bought this item also bought.

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There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later. Maria pronounced "Mariah" like Mariah Carey died in She was one of the "Giants" of the Pentecostal movement in our country. I am not sure if she was present during the Azuza meeting or not; this is her diary written in her words and she didn't mention anything about her being there.

She wrote that she had six children Over and over and over again, wherever she went, God performed impossible healings of the multitude. This book was SO powerful, so excellent in what was written, that I had to keep taking breaks from reading it and go back to it on a different day. It is not only a first-person actual account, but a personal, spiritual, humbly-written book by a woman who even back then was a powerhouse for God, fully yielded to Him of which can be said "there is no guile in her. When she received word that her husband was dying, she rushed to his side.

Even HE suggested that she leave him and go back to the meeting she was holding, because he knew that God's work was far more important than he was; what faith that was: He knew where he was going and he knew that she must be about her Father's business! If you want your faith lifted, THIS is the book to get!

Kindle Edition Verified Purchase. I appreciated reading about Maria Woodworth's personal struggles--which really seemed more like shadow boxing--as the Lord continued to encourage her to overcome fear, and begin the work in what became an amazing ministry marked by sign after sign and wonder after amazing wonder.

A Diary of Signs and Wonders. But it wasnt always easy! Their is a price to pay to give ones Life to the Cause of Christ Jesus Who walk in the Spirit, and give no place to darkness. If we see the light? Why stay in the darkness? Every Christian needs to read this book! God did amazing things for people thru this ministry!

We desperately need people totally surrendered to God so He will do this today! One person found this helpful 2 people found this helpful. The Lord has used Mrs Etter greatly and glorified Himself mightily. Miracles which are written in this book are breath taking and are a true reflection of God sovereignty. This book is a fulfillment of Jesus word that greater works will be done by those who believe. Indeed God never stopped to glorify Himself when the Apostle died. One person found this helpful.