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No Breathing for 30 minutes
by John Loughborough
In the meeting that day I first saw Elder and Mrs.
White. They had been away from Rochester for about three months,
traveling by horse and carriage visiting scattered Sabbath-keepers
in New England.
This Sabbath meeting was held at 124 Mt. Hope Avenue. The
room for religious purposes, place of residence, and printing
office of the Review and Herald were all in the same building,
and Oswald Stowell was the pressman. At this time he had been
suffering very severe attacks of pleurisy and had been given
up by the physicians to die. Stowell was in the adjoining room
and at the close of the Sabbath service sent in a request for
prayer.
After I was introduced to the Whites, they invited me to go
in with them for a season of prayer while the rest of the company
remained in silent prayer in the meeting room. We bowed by the
bedside, and while prayer was being offered, Elder White anointed
Brother Stowell in the name of the Lord and he was instantly
healed. When we arose from prayer, he was sitting up striking
his sides which before had been so painful. "I am fully healed
and shall be able to work tomorrow," he said. The same blessing
that healed him fell in still greater measure upon Sister White.
As Elder White turned to look he said, "Ellen is in vision.
She does not breathe while in this condition. If any of you
desire to satisfy yourselves of this fact, you are at liberty
to examine her."
She was kneeling beside the bed with her eyes open in a far-away
look as if gazing intently at some object, not in a vacant stare
but in a pleasant, intelligent expression. Her countenance appeared
fresh and florid. Though she looked upward, her head would turn
from side to side as she seemed to be viewing different objects.
It was evident from many tests applied that she was entirely
oblivious to anything transpiring around her. Her hands would
move gracefully from time to time. She remained in vision half
an hour or more. While in that condition she spoke words and
sometimes distinct sentences; yet by the closest scrutiny, no
breath could be discerned in her body. When she came out of
vision her first three breaths were like that of a newborn child's
first breath.
(Miracles in My Life, pages 20, 21.)
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