A number of years ago I went to America with a steamship captain who was very devoted Christian. When we were off the coast of Newfoundland, he said to me, " The last time I sailed here, which was five weeks ago, something happened that revolutionized my entire Christian life. I had been on the bridge for twenty-four staight hours when George Mueller of Bristol, England, who was a passanger on board, came to me and said, 'Captain, I need to tell you I must be in Quebec on Saturday afternoon. " That is impossible,' I replied. ' Very well, ' Mueller responded, ' if your ship cannot take me, God will find some other way, for I have never missed an engagement in fifty-seven years. Let's go down to the chartroom to pray.'
" I looked at this man of God and thought to myself, ' What lunatic asylum did he escape from ? ' I had never encountered someone like this. ' Mr. Mueller, ' I said, ' do you realize how dense the fog is ? ' ' No ', he replied. ' My eye is not on the dense fog but on the Living God, who controls every circumstance of my life. ' " He then knelt down and prayed one of the most simple prayers I've ever heard. When we had finished, I started to pray, but he put his hand on my shoulder and told me not to pray.
He said, ' First, you do not believe God will answer, and second, I BELIEVE HE HAS, Consequently, there is no need whatsoever for you to pray about it. ' As I looked at him, he said, ' Captain, I have known my Lord for fifty-seven years, and there has never been even a single day that I have failed to get an audience with the King. Get up, Captain, and open the door, and you will see that the fog is gone. ' I got up, and indeed the fog was gone. And on Saturday afternoon George Mueller was in Quebec for his meeting. " by L.B. Cowman, Aug.17