Margaret Lundy

Someone who had received an Apostolic Faith paper wrote to Portland, Oregon for a minister. The founder of this Gospel wrote to Brother Damron who was in Kansas City, Missouri telling him about us. He then came to Kellerton, Iowa, and held a few Gospel services.

Shortly before that I had such a burden not knowing what I really wanted. I felt I needed the Lord; so I began to pray upstairs in the place where I was working. I felt I was saved. I was supposed to have my baptism, but I had never heard about sanctification; and at that time I didn’t feel I was really saved.

When I came to town and heard these Apostolic Faith folks, I felt drawn to them. Then they held some special meetings in Kansas City, Missouri, and I wanted to go. My father was afraid his children might get into trouble, so I knew he wouldn’t let me go.

The time came when a group of folks were going to Kansas City and I wanted to go too. I put a few things in my suitcase and put the suitcase under my bed. These folks were going to leave at 7:30 the next morning, and I thought: I am just eighteen years old, but I don’t want to go against my parent’s wishes. So I went to the next town to the sheriff and asked him about leaving home. He said he wouldn’t advise anyone leaving their home, but I had the right to. In those days an eighteen-year-old person was considered just a young child. I knew it wasn’t right to leave without my folks knowing where I was going.

I went to bed with my few belongings under the bed and went to sleep.

About 2:30 in the morning I awoke wondering what I would do, how I would get on that train without my folks knowing about it. I thought I would go on that 5:30 AM train and go to the next town and buy my ticket and get on the train there for Kansas City.

My heart was hungry for the things of God, and as I prayed He wonderfully saved my soul.

I wondered about it, and said, “That would be deceitful; I don’t believe I should do that.” Then the Scripture came to that “they took Jesus away by night.” So that settled it. I got up early and put on everything except my shoes. I left the house and caught the early train, bought my ticket and got on the train. I felt bad about it all for I loved my father. Of course my mother didn’t object. While I felt bad, yet I knew the Lord was leading me.

When I was on the platform of the train depot my father found out I was there. He came pretty soon and wanted me to get off. I wouldn’t so he sat down and talked with me. He took my suitcase and put it off the train, and a friend of mine picked it up and brought it back on the platform—which made my father angry.

When the conductor came around he told my father he had better get off at the next station. I felt so bad that this had to happen, but I wanted to follow the Lord who was calling me to follow Him. I am glad I did just that.    

I prayed He would lead me into a place where I could hear the whole truth of God’s Word preached; and He answered my prayer opening the way so I could hear the truth of the Word of God. My heart was hungry for the things of God, and as I prayed He wonderfully saved my soul. Later on He sanctified me holy; and as I continued in the Gospel, seeking more of the Lord, He baptized me with the Holy Ghost and fire.

I am also thanking the Lord that my mother was also saved and lived a Christian life for many years. She wrote me that my father prayed a few days before his death and he felt the Lord really saved his soul.

I am so glad I have had the privilege for over fifty years to serve Jesus. My heart is fixed on the Lord’s soon coming. I want to do His will and be ready every minute.

I have had the privilege of helping in the publishing department of the Apostolic Faith for many years; helping send out the Gospel literature around the world to needy hearts who are searching for the truth of God’s Word.