<TITLE>19. Par 172-178</TITLE>L-172 Every famous picture that's ever painted, first had to go through the hall of critics. But when they painted the Last Supper there, it went through the hall of critics. Why, they criticized. It cost him his lifetime, but now it hangs in the hall of fame. It has to go through the hall of critics.
Brother, sister, when we started in this, what they call this Holy Ghost religion, way back yonder years ago, we had to get in little old stables, somebody's house, a little store front somewhere. And they stood on the outside, the sinners, chewed chewing gum, laughed and made fun, called us holy-rollers. And we slept in jail and everything else. That's right. They've been beat; they've been made fun of.

L-174 A little old preacher set in my house the other day, that they turned him out of a city, and him and his wife to feed his babies... They'd sleep out in on blankets, wet blankets, and hang them up in the trees, let them dry out of a morning. And they'd go down the railroad track, picking up a grain of corn at a time. Had a little old skillet; they beat it up with a rock. And they'd live for twelve or fourteen days at a time on beat corn.
My little old manager, God bless his heart, old Brother Bosworth, laying yonder in Durban, Africa, tonight praying for me to come there, laid yonder in Texas, with his back beat into stripes when they threatened to cut his throat and everything else. When he walked with a broken wrist trying to pack his suitcase, beat for preaching the baptism of the Holy Ghost.
"Wandered about in sheepskins and goatskins, and destitute, and in desert places, of whom the world is not worthy to receive."

L-177 The big churches made fun and pointed their fingers. They said we were holy-rollers. When I built the--I laid the cornerstone there, they said they'll turn that little old thing into a garage. It's been twenty years ago, and the Holy Ghost still lives here. Hallelujah. That's right. And what they said was fanaticism and everything, kings and monarchs across the world has called. Great men has been healed, the powers of God has swept the world around, till now we stand millions strong. Hallelujah. And one of these mornings... She's went through the critics. They said it would burn out. They said to me down here, said, "Oh, Billy, you lost your mind. That's all there is to it." Even my own mother-in-law said, "Why, the boy's gone crazy." But if I am, I'm having a wonderful time.

L-178 Let me tell you something, brother. Listen to this, and I say this with respect. Hallelujah. All hell can't stop it. It's ordained of Jesus Christ to be so, and it will be. "For upon this rock I'll build My church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." How, what is it, what kind of a church? "Flesh and blood has not revealed it to thee, Peter. But My Father which is in heaven has revealed it to you (Spiritual revelation by the Holy Ghost, of the Word of God). On this rock I'll build My church, and the gates of hell can't prevail against it." She's moving on.


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