“Miss Kuhlman,” he said, “I have been wanting to tell you something.”

“The other day a prominent businessman in Pittsburgh stopped me in the lobby of the Carlton House Hotel. “Miss Kuhlman,” he said, “I have been wanting to tell you something for a long time, and now is my chance. I want you to know this: my mother is from the old country. She is Russian, and she can neither speak nor understand English.
But,” he went on, “my mother wouldn’t miss one of your broadcasts for anything in the world. Every morning before I go to work I have to set our radio to the place on the dial where you will be coming on, and she waits for it. She knows the first strains of the music, and she knows this is Miss Kuhlman’s broadcast. She hasn’t missed one of your broadcasts for years, and yet, to this very day, she understands practically nothing that you say.”

The gentleman speaking to me paused and then with a smile said, “But you know, she sits there for one full half hour and just weeps for thirty minutes. The tears of joy toll down her cheeks, and sometimes she will burst forth in the Russian language in praise and prayer.

I say to her, “Mom, you don’t understand what Miss Kuhlman is saying. Why do you cry so?” And she replies to me in Russian, “It is because I can feel the power of the Holy Spirit. It’s all so wonderful. I couldn’t live without her broadcasts.”

Stretching out his hand to me, my friend in the hotel lobby grasped mine hard. “Frankly, Miss Kuhlman,” he said in parting, “it has always been a mystery to the rest of us at home. However, thanks for what we don’t understand, but Mom does.”

And now, beloved, I part with you praying that you may know the presence and the power of the Holy Spirit in your life.”
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Kathryn Kuhlman in “A glimpse into Glory” chapter 27 “The Cost and the Love of God”, a book published in 1983.
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