A little lady had a little home in need of repair—it needed painting—and she dared to believe this story and she called upon the name. How did she call upon the name? She went to sleep, smelling paint. Who is smelling paint? “ I am smelling paint.” Well, who is seeing the thing repaired? “ I am ,” before it was repaired. Who is paying the bills? “ I am .” She paid the bills. So she is calling upon the name. In the true way, she is calling in the name, with the name. And in a matter of weeks, a letter comes bringing $7,500 from one she had never seen. You read that case history. She had never seen this party. She did a little tiny favor, investigating the cause of her brother’s death and where he was buried, and she wrote three letters in the course of a year, giving all that she found out about the brother’s death. And then years went by and she died. Then a bank notified her she was mentioned in her will to the tune of $7,500, where the repairs and the painting only came to about, say, $800 or $900. So she had almost $7,000 left over because she dared to call upon his name. Multiply that by the hundreds that I have told you from this platform.142 ¶12