A Quest for Power
From Shout It From the Housetops
By Pat Robertson
My first year at Biblical Seminary was a time of fulfillment
and frustration. For the first time in my life I felt satisfied,
knowing I was in the will of God. However, as I studied the
Scriptures, I felt a growing frustration; the accounts of the
miracles of Jesus and the disciples in the Gospels and in the
Book of Acts confused me. "Jesus is the same yesterday, today,
and forever," the professors said. Yet I saw no modern-day evidence
of healings or deliverance from demons or the other miracles
He performed. I wasn't sure what that meant, but I was sure
we weren't experiencing it. In my frustration I began to cry
out to God for the answer.
Longing for Revival
We began meeting at 6:30 a.m. in one of the dormitory rooms.
As we talked and prayed, it became obvious we were all seeking
the same thing: revival. We wanted it in our personal lives
and in the life of the seminary.
One morning Dick White came to the meeting aglow. "I
have just finished reading the most fantastic report I've ever
seen," he said. "It is an account of what has been happening
in the Hebrides Islands off the north shore of Scotland. Duncan
Campbell has been touring the U.S. and Canada sharing what is
happening. Revival has broken out in the Hebrides."
All of us caught Dick's excitement and plied him with
questions. "The whole chain of islands has been ripped by the
power of God," Dick continued. "Ten years ago a group of Christians
took a census and said they couldn't find one man under 30
in any of the churches. Alarmed by this report, they got together
and said they would make a solemn covenant that they would not
rest or cease from prayer until God visited the islands with
"Wow! That's some kind of prayer," Gene Peterson said
"According to the report shared by Campbell," Dick continued,
"these men and women waited through the nights before peat fires,
pleading one promise, `I will pour water upon him that is thirsty
and floods upon the dry ground.' They declared that promise
was made by a covenant-keeping God who must be true to His covenant
engagements. Months passed, and then Mr. Campbell joined the
group. One night at a farmhouse they spent the entire night
in prayer. About one o'clock Campbell asked a young man to pray.
He rose to his feet and prayed, `Lord, You made a promise. Are
You going to fulfill it? We believe that You are a covenant-keeping
God. Will You be true to Your covenant? You have said You would
pour water on the thirsty and floods upon the dry ground. I
do not know how others stand in Your presence. I do not know
how the ministers stand. But if I know my own heart, I know
where I stand, and I tell Thee now that I am thirsty.' Then
he said this: `Lord, before I sit down, I want to tell You that
Your honor is at stake."'
Prayers Like That Were Unheard of
We had never heard of anyone praying like that. "What happened?"
"Campbell testifies that as the man sat down the house
began to shake like a leaf. The dishes rattled on the sideboard,
and the people were terrified. Campbell pronounced the benediction,
and the Christians hurried out into the streets of the village
only to find them filled with people; all of them were hurrying
toward the little church carrying stools and chairs and asking,
`Is there room for us in the church?"'
We sat in silence as Dick finished his report. I could
feel the hair on the back of my neck standing on end and felt
goosebumps rising on my skin. This was real. This was what we
had been longing to hear about.
"That happened ten years ago," Dick said. "Just recently
they took another census in the islands and couldn't find a
young man under 30 who wasn't a believer -- a complete reversal."
It was difficult to grasp that such a thing could actually
happen in the twentieth century. It sounded like Pentecost repeated.
"Did the revival actually start through Duncan Campbell?"
"He says not," Dick said, referring to a report in his
hand. "It seemed to spring up spontaneously all over the islands.
In one church, the people were waiting before God and nothing
happened, until a teenage girl stood to her feet and said, `I
love Jesus with all my heart.' The people began to weep, and
they stayed until three in the morning, confessing their sins
and worshiping the Lord."
After hearing this fantastic account of the outpouring
of the Holy Spirit, we all sat in silence. Then Dick Simmons
spoke up: "Without revival, there's nothing. There's no hope."
Daily Prayer Meetings
We agreed and decided that from that time on we would meet daily
to ask God to pour out His Spirit in our lives and on the seminary.
One morning as we met to pray, Dick Simmons told the
group that we weren't the only ones in the seminary on this
quest for power. "There is a Korean woman named Su Nae Chu,
who goes up to the upper room on the twelfth floor of the seminary
every morning at this same hour to pray."
"Why don't we get together?" I asked.
Little did we suspect what a profound influence this
diminutive Korean woman was going to have on our lives. Su Nae
Chu was in her late thirties, the widow of a well-known Presbyterian
pastor who had been martyred during the Korean War. She had
come to New York to do graduate work at the seminary and was
planning to go back to Korea to teach in a Bible College.
Revival, she told us, had also broken out in Korea. In
fact, she had been in the middle of it. She had been the "mother"
of a school for beggar boys in Korea. These kids, who made their
living stealing from garbage cans on the streets, were like
animals. Even after they were confined in the orphanage, they
stole from each other. After failing to see any improvements
in them, Su Nae decided to fast and pray for revival to break
out in the orphans' home. "I shall not eat until the power of
God falls on you," she told the rebellious children.
Student Fasts and Prays for Revival
They laughed at her,
saying she would sneak around and steal food just like them.
"No," she said. "I am going to lock myself in my room without
food. There I shall remain praying, until your lives are changed
by the power of God."
Su Nae Chu had gone to her room and locked the door.
She remained there several days, spending most of the time on
her knees on a small mat in the middle of the room. The children
grew concerned and peeked through the keyhole and saw her on
her knees, praying.
Suddenly God poured out His Spirit upon the whole orphanage.
These kids, who had been at each other's throats and stealing
food, were now stumbling all over themselves trying to serve
each other. They ended up putting blankets over their shoulders
and going out at five in the morning to pray in the peach orchard. Then
they went down into the community to make restitution -- asking
the villagers to forgive them.
This confirmed what we had heard about the Hebrides.
Here was a woman in our own midst who had seen revival and testified
that through fasting and prayer the lives of children were changed
without a word having been spoken. "The secret to such prayer,"
said Su Nae, "is praying in tongues."
Immediately I was intrigued and began to quiz Su Nae
about her experiences.
"They used to call me the `tongues woman' in Korea,"
she said. "After revival came, I got up every morning and went
up into the hills and walked around the mountain praying in
"But you must seek the Holy Spirit, not tongues," Su
Nae cautioned. "Ask Jesus to baptize you in His Spirit, and
then you may claim all the manifestations of the Spirit including
So we began praying for the baptism in the Holy Spirit,
not only for ourselves, but for the seminary. Day after day
we met to kneel or prostrate ourselves on the floor to weep,
and to pray. Su Nae Chu became the prayer strength of our school.
She would pray, crying and travailing in the Spirit for many
hours at a time, saying, "O Lord, so proud ... so proud ... so proud."