Rats

May-98:     When the weather started to change and it was getting warmer; I had visitors. These rats were large, brown and very bold. They generally hit during the daylight hours-thank-God; and anything they could eat was attacked.

     I tried everything to kill the rats, but they kept coming back. Had to wear shoes outside my tent/inside-tree while reading-- because they would attack the garbage. I tried traps, poison, yelling, throwing stuff and pepper spray. Nothing worked.

     I returned to camp one afternoon and found my case of tracts tore up. They made a mess in my box of tracts, and destroyed dozens of them. I got on my face and cried out to the Lord for help with the rats. I prayed before about the rats-- but now I was crying out to the Lord for his help!

     After that day, I didn't see rats for weeks. When they did show up-- they stayed outside the camp, as if something was stopping them.  Note: I shared this testimony with a Vineyard Church kinship/small group-- and started weeping.  



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