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In the spring of 1926, I made another visit to Saint Louis, reaching there the first day of May. On the following Thursday, May 6, while in prayer at the Moise home, I asked the Lord if He had anything He would like to say to me.
I commenced laughing at myself for my stupidity in not asking this before. I realized how ridiculous it would be to have an hour with, let us say, the President of the United States, and monopolize the conversation, then ask him as you said good-bye if he had anything to say.
Expire to Inspire By Ian Thomas
When I was a young man, I once went to a voice trainer. She was a rather large woman — not fat or flabby, just solid. I had hardly crossed the threshold into her studio when she barked at me: “Expire!”
 I said, “Expire? But I’m too young!” (which I thought was incredibly funny). She did not think so, and she made it demonstrably obvious that she did not think so. So I expired.
“That is not the way to expire,” she quickly told me. She then showed me the proper way to do it, and man, could she expire! Whooo-ooo-ooo-ooo! By the time she was through expiring, she seemed to be about half her former size.
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