I prayed fifteen long years for the conversion of my oldest brother.He seemed to be getting farther and farther away from any hope of conversion, but I prayed on, and one morning, my first winter in
Chicago, after fifteen years of praying, never missing a single day, God said to me as I knelt in prayer, "I have heard your prayer. You need not pray any more, your brother is going to be converted."
And within two weeks my brother was in my home, shut in with sickness which made it impossible for him to leave my home, shut in for two weeks, and then the day he left accepting Christ over in the Bible Institute in Mr. Moody's office, where he and I went to talk and pray together.
I told this incident once when I was holding meetings in a certain city. An elderly woman came to me at the close of the meeting and she said, "I have been praying for the conversion of my brother, who is sixty-three years old, for many years, but a short time ago, I gave up and stopped praying. But," she added, "I am going to begin my prayers again." And within two weeks of that time she came to me and said, "I have heard from my brother and he has accepted Christ."
Oh, men and women, pray through; pray through; PRAY THROUGH! Do not just begin to pray and praise a little while and throw up your hands and quit, but pray, and pray, and pray, until God bends the heavens and comes down!
----R. A. Torrey