I could tell the day I was no longer president of our denomination. People across the nation had been praying for me, and now they were praying for the new guy. I could feel the slackening off of the prayers. It’s a terrible feeling. –From one of our past denominational leaders
Her name was Mary Ann Adlar. (Not sure about the spelling of her name.) An invalid, her life was devoted to praying from her small cottage in the southern part of England. Sometime in the 1860s Miss Adlar heard of a man in America whom God was using mightily. She began praying for Dwight L. Moody, that God would send him to her church in England. Her beloved country was desperately in need of a Heaven-sent revival, she felt.
In 1872, an exhausted Dwight L. Moody came to England on a vacation. He met the pastor of Miss Adlar’s church, and was invited to preach there. There was such power in the service, Moody was invited to stay for a series of meetings. Four hundred people came to Christ that week. Moody asked the pastor whether someone had been praying. Surely they had, he reasoned.
The pastor asked around and found Mary Ann Adlar, the woman whose prayers brought a preacher across an ocean and brought revival to her church.