During the Civil War, a man once stayed overnight at the White
House in Washington. In the middle of the night he awakened suddenly and
thought he heard Lincoln’s voice, as though in pain, somewhere nearby. He
jumped up, and went out into the dimly lit hall and, walking slowly in the direction
of the voice, came to a door left ajar. Peering in, he beheld the lanky form of
Lincoln prostrate on the floor in prayer, arms outstretched. Lincoln was humbly
beseeching God to strengthen him against his sense of inadequacy. Lincoln knew
he needed the great gift of God—“My peace I give unto you” so he sought and
prayed for it with all his mind and heart.
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