During this crucial time in my ministry, a group from our church went to the property and started building a place to pray, mainly for their suffering pastor. Although I saw the need for this in our church, my concern was the added expenses that kept piling up on my desk.
Seeing that only a miraculous intervention of God would deliver us from a catastrophe, I joined the intercessors at Prayer Mountain.
One evening while we were meeting to pray on the ground floor of our unfinished church, several hundred joined me in prayer. An old woman walked slowly in my direction. As she approached the platform, I noticed that tears were filling her eyes. She bowed and said, "Pastor, I want to give these items to you so that you may sell them for a few pennies to help with our building fund."
I looked down, and in her hands were an old rice bowl and a pair of chopsticks. I said to her, "Sister, I can't take these necessities from you!"
"But, Pastor, I am an old woman. I have nothing of value to give to my Lord; yet, Jesus has graciously saved me. These items are the only things in the world I possess!" she exclaimed, tears now flowing freely down her wrinkled cheeks. "You must let me give these to Jesus. I can place my rice on old newspapers, and I can use my hands to feed myself. I know that I will die soon, so I don't want to meet Jesus without giving Him something on this earth." As she finished speaking, everyone there began to weep openly. The Holy Spirit's presence filled the place, and we all began to pray in the Spirit.
A businessman in the back of the group was deeply moved and said, "Pastor Cho, I want to buy that rice bowl and chopsticks for one thousand dollars!".
Culled From his book "Prayer that brings Revival.