Miracles Always Happen Under A Tent ( A Gazebo Or A Canopy)!
As a young boy, the sight of a big tent in the open field at the edge of the city where I lived would bring shouts of joy. The big giant tent rising like a mega structure that wasn’t even there barely 24 hours ago would now assumed the porportions of a new metropolis, a world of itself where the little kids and their parents would be entertained by those laughing clowns, and those big elephants, and the tigers….and so miracles always happen to little boys and girls when they see a giant tent which we now call the Big Top – the circus place.
As an adolescent, and while in college, the sight of the Big Tent seemed less and less….and one day, I saw a big tent again in the open field at the edge of the city. It was a plain looking canvas tent, like a large canopy, and a big sign board on the ground declared ” Roy Durman, Travelling Evangelist from Canada”. That night, the parking grounds were full, thousands of people thronged the grounds where the tent was, filling the tent to the brim and with hundreds more waiting outside the tent. It was a sight to behold...