Next New Beginnings -
January 30, 31 & February 1, 2009
The Power of Prayer
by Dr. Bill Henry
September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry
babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was
gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years;
their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more
than a presence they feared.
Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel
driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds.
He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries. Now
that he had decided to leave, there would be no more
beatings, but no food either.
there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana
at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it. I
scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then
put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the
rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job. The
seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant
in our small town. No luck.
kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet
while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I
was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a
job. Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a
few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel
drive-in t hat had been converted to a truck stop. It
was called the Big Wheel.
lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of
the window from time to time at all those kids. She
needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until
seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour, and I
could start that night.
raced home and called the teenager down the street that
baby-sat for people. I bargained with her to come and
sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive
with her pajamas on and the kids would already be
asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so
we made a deal.
night when the little ones and I knelt to say our
prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And
so I started at the Big Wheel. When I got home in the
mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home
with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I
averaged every night.
weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager
wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of
penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them
with air on the way to work and again every morning
before I could go home.
bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go
home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires!
There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful
brand new tires. Had angels taken up residence in
Indiana ? I wondered.
a deal with the local service station. In exchange for
his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office.
I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor
than it did for him to do the tires. I was now working
six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough.
Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money
for toys for the kids.
found a can of red paint and started repairing and
painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement
so there would be something for Santa to deliver on
Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was
sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and
soon they would be too far gone to repair.
Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee
in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank,
and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe. A few musicians
were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were
dropping nickels in the pinball machine. The regulars
all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of
the morning and then left to get home before the sun
it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on
Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered
Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all
shapes and sizes. I quickly opened the driver's side
door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the
back seat. Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the
top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans,
sizes 2-10! I looked inside another box : It was full of
shirts to go with the jeans.
peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy
and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an
enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and
potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie
filling and flour. There was whole bag of laundry
supplies and cleaning items. And there were five toy
trucks and one beautiful little doll.
drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose
on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was
sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy
on the faces of my little ones that precious morning.
Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago
December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck
POWER OF PRAYER. I believe that God only gives three
answers to prayer :
2. 'Not yet.'
3. 'I have something better in mind.'
may be going through a tough time right now but God is
getting ready to bless you in a way that you cannot
imagine. My instructions are to pick four Chiropractors
or friends that you want God to bless. Please pass this
34th Principle to at least four people who might value
this message and who might benefit from it. This prayer
is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we
receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards
continue to pray for one another. Here is the prayer :
Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and
email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new
revelation of Your love and power.
Dr Bill Henry
It’s a Wonderful Life
what you love.
Love what you do.”
- from my
“Life is Good” coffee cup
day I was giving what we call the “Doctor’s Report” to
some of our new patients, which is the standard
procedure in our office. We get a few people together,
sit them down in front of a PowerPoint presentation, and
explain, from the unique perspective of my particular
profession, the mostly unknown and little understood
truth about how our bodies work, what goes wrong with
us, and what we can do to make ourselves better.
I wasn’t overly excited about this particular group –
from all appearances and for reasons that I won’t go
into now, they just weren’t a very promising bunch. I
suspected that I probably wasn’t going to get through to
them, either because they wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t
believe or trust me, didn’t want to be there, didn’t
care, or some combination of the above.
Suddenly, in the middle of my class, I was surprised by
an unexpected sensation. It was unmistakable, and it
really caught me off guard, considering my attitude
going in. The feeling welled up within me out of
nowhere, and it wasn’t depression, or disappointment, or
frustration such as I might have expected in that
situation. I felt… believe it or not… happy. I knew that
I was in the right place, at the right time, doing the
right thing. It was a feeling of fulfillment… of joy.
I realized in that moment that I was following a destiny
laid out for me nearly 35 years ago, when a friend in
St. Louis drew a diagram on his kitchen table and
explained the foundational principles and philosophy
behind the work in which I have since been engaged. I
remembered that I’m still chasing the vision that
dragged me out of my pre-law path and into chiropractic
school, and despite the unforeseen difficulties,
obstacles and setbacks of the road I’ve traveled since
that night, I knew that I was still moving in the right
direction, and that I still love it. I do still love it
Over the past few years, it has gradually dawned on me
that one thing people desperately need, and perhaps the
one thing we need the most, is to be uplifted and
inspired. We need hope. It’s a cold world out there, and
we all need to be able to lift our faces to the sun and
feel its warmth. When it seems like everything around us
is negative and bad, we need someone to help us see,
hear, feel and know the good.
One of my favorite movie scenes is from, “A Beautiful
Mind,” in which the main character’s wife, instead of
giving up on her brilliant but deeply disturbed husband,
sits him down on their bed, kneels at his feet, looks up
into his eyes and says, “I need to believe that
something extraordinary is possible.” I need to believe
There lies within each of us a “Power,” an “Organizing
Intelligence,” a “Pure Potential” that is perfect. It’s
the same intangible “something” that we can easily
observe in all the world around us, in all expressions
of Life, in all the beauty and majesty that challenges
our minds and thrills our hearts. It’s what makes our
lives worth living, and it is our most wondrous gift
from God, whoever or whatever God might be.
I don’t pretend to understand this phenomenal blessing,
but I know from practical, daily experience with real
patients that wherever it comes from, it flows through
human bodies from “Above – Down,” and from the “Inside –
Out.” I know that any interference to the expression of
this “Innate Intelligence” through the brain, down the
spinal cord, and out into every organ, tissue and cell
of the body results in a dimming of our “Inner Light,” a
diminishing of our human potential, and a frustration of
our God-given ability to move forward and upward
throughout our lives. And finally, I know that my life
mission and my life’s work is, to the best of my
ability, to remove that interference and restore the
connection between what we are and what we were meant to
be, and to spread that message of hope to as many
kindred spirits as I can touch.
On the other side of my coffee cup is a big dog on a
snow sled, plummeting down a mountain, wearing
sunglasses and a woolen cap with a tassel. It’s obvious
from the expression on his face that he’s doing what he
loves, loving what he does, and having a “doggone” good
time. I’m with him.
Wishing you health, happiness and peace,
Dr. Frank Bowling
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