Chapter Nine – Seymour Signs and Wonders (cont)
I introduced myself and said, “this is our house IS our house” I had it by the Holy Spirit. We ended up getting it at a fantastic price for around $70,000. It was a brand-new build with 4000 ft. with an upstairs-downstairs, on 6 acres. Now all that was left to do was to return to California, sell that house and make a move. Things moved quickly. A man from New York City who worked for Apple computers bought our place sight unseen. We got the full asking price that we wanted, which was around $145,000 – a nice windfall to finance the move and the transition from West Coast living to run a restaurant in the rural Mid-west.
As we were packing up the truck and getting ready roll to Missouri, I ask the Lord, “Why Missouri, why Seymour, Missouri? I would have gone to Russia, China, or anywhere for you if you had just asked…” To which the Father replied, “I want them to “see-more signs and wonders” and demonstrations of my Spirit, and it’s called the ‘Show me state.'” (I had no idea that this was the state motto at the time). He went on, “I promise you; I will show my power; I will display my glory because you already give me credit for everything I do.” So, I was just in awe of that statement of ‘Seymour signs and wonders,’ and I did know about William J Seymour at the time and I felt there was a spiritual connection that would bring about a great testimony in time to come
In regards to the owning a restaurant, I figured I could learn the operations of what was done there by working with the owners until escrow closed on it, and they agreed. They paid me two dollars an hour to work for them eight hours a day (which was a little bit hard on my flesh). However, I knew I was investing by faith. I was trained for about a month in the restaurant and in the kitchen also and how to take orders and all the other things needed to run an eatery. It wasn’t long before the “Seymour signs and wonders” started in full force.
It was during the first winter we were there that a great miracle took place that was actually written in a book it was so unusual. I had just taken the turkey out of the oven and was warming the rolls for Thanksgiving dinner, and a power outage struck our area taking out all power for over 45 miles around. I had my family there my Mother, Father, sisters, brother and their spouses and children and I just pulled the food out of the oven, and the power went down, and we said, “oh maybe It will come right back”, because we’ve experienced that in California but it didn’t come right back. The phone rang, and it was a lady who lived across the street from our restaurant calling me and said, “Miss Kitty you’re going to want to go down to the restaurant” (I lived 3 miles away down the highway) The neighbor continued to inform me “… your lights are burning, and you don’t want to have that electricity bill be high if you’re not going to be there.”, I said, “what do you mean”? And she said, “Yes, Kitty all the lights are on in your restaurant.” She then asked if I had a generator, and I said, “no ma’am.” We went to see what was going on and sure enough, my place of business had power and lights even though not one bit of electricity was available for a 45-mile radius!
The signs and wonders that God promised were beginning to happen. Standing in my warm, well-lit restaurant, I remembered what the Father said: “I am going to make you a lighthouse that is set on a hill that cannot be hidden. I just knew God was up to something. When I got to the restaurant the next day, people started turning on to the property to get gas (we had gas pumps on that property) and to get food. We turned on the grills and went to work and for six days we were slammed with customers. One right after another, with whole groups of people coming in to get gas which I just had the tanks filled, and food to which I had stocked up on because I had just had a grocery truck delivery. These droves of people would come to our place hearing from their friends that we had power, food, and gas, so they were lined up and down the street and around the block from long distances for food and to buy fuel from us.
About the second day, we hosted three co-ops of electricians from companies coming together to figure out what was going on and to locate the problem. One of the foremen came up to my counter to pay and he said “you’re Miss Kitty aren’t you” Standing there in my frilly apron I replied, “well, yes sir I am” to which he replied, “you must have a pretty big generator to have this place going like it is…” I replied, “Sir I don’t have a generator… oh, wait! I do have a generator but not the kind you might think! I serve the Father of lights, the Lord God Almighty and He promised me I was going to be a lighthouse on the hill and not be hidden, and so I give him credit for it”.
“You see,” I continued, “we pray before we get in trouble around here.” That rough old boss man started to cry, tears running down his face. “I’m going to start praying right now, Miss Kitty.” Six days later, the power came back on. During the six days of the outage, we had to bring family members into the restaurant to keep it running and had extra loads of groceries brought out from Springfield which was 30 miles away as God blessed us and we blessed the people. This miraculous event has even been written about because it was such a miracle
