Some years ago on a ranch in South Texas, an elderly woman was critically ill. She was in her 90’s and was at the point of death. All of the family, the ranch hands and the neighbors had gathered around her bed. Quietly, respectfully, they waited and watched and prayed. The doctors had told them that the end was near and there was nothing else that could be done medically… and that it wouldn’t be long now.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door. It was a traveling, revival preacher. He had arrived in the near-by town that morning… and someone had told him about the woman… and how seriously ill she was.

He came right out to the ranch. He went to her sick-bed and took hold of her hand. Weakly, she opened her eyes and said to him: “Who are you? I don’t know you.”

The revival preache…