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Faith walk: Suffering and victory

Pastor Bill Register
Posted 7/3/18

Annie Johnson was born on Christmas Eve in 1866. When Annie was three years old, her mother died giving birth to her sister. Their father placed them in foster care where they stayed unhappily for …

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Faith walk: Suffering and victory


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Annie Johnson was born on Christmas Eve in 1866. When Annie was three years old, her mother died giving birth to her sister. Their father placed them in foster care where they stayed unhappily for about two years. Then they were adopted by a loving Christian couple whose name was Flint. Annie and her sister took the name Flint and were known as the Flint sisters for the rest of their lives.

At the age of eight, she was saved in a revival meeting. Annie Johnson Flint began a life of fellowship with the Lord.

In her teen age years, Annie learned to express her heart in poetry. When her poetry matured, the verses challenged the mind and moved the heart. Her poems are still among the most powerful declarations of Christian faith.

When her schooling was finished, she began to teach the primary grades in a school near her home so she could attend to her ailing mother.

In her second year of teaching, Annie was attacked by arthritis. It became increasingly worse until she was barely able to walk and by the end of her third year, she had to give up her teaching position. For more than 40 years, there was scarcely a day when she did not suffer pain.

Here are the verses of one of Annie Johnson Flint’s greatest poetic messages. I will let it speak the message of her heart out of her great suffering.

He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater,He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace. When we have exhausted our store of endurance,When our strength has failed ere the day is half-done,When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure, His power no boundary known unto men; For out of His infinite riches in Jesus He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

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