<TITLE>10. Par 26-27</TITLE>L-26 When I come to the platform tonight, the pastor asked me, one of the pastor's here, if I would stay over till next Sunday. I told him I would ask our Lord. And if the people and everything seems to be all right, maybe He'll direct me that way. We've had a hard start. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]
... a brother's shoulders and said, "If I would've took my message to the red hot Pentecostals, I wouldn't have been tore up like I am today and dying." Tried to sell it to a bunch of people who didn't know nothing about God and wasn't born again, so they just... Nothing... Just worried the man and caused the fungus growth that turned to cancer and killed him. Be sure you're right with God, friend.
Notice, he said they had the Moody Bible School up there, had sent down the little quartet, and they were singing for him, "Nearer My God to Thee."
And Paul, if you knew him, he was quite a fellow to cut up, a whole lot like Brother Baxter. He said, "Who is dying? You or I?" He said, "Raise them curtains and sing me some good snappy Gospel songs." So they begin to sing, "Down at the Cross." He said, "Where is Luke?" That was his brother. He and Luke worked together like my son and I. Luke come in. He was in the next room crying. He took ahold of Paul's hands; he said, "Luke, we've come a long ways together, buddy." He said, "But think of it, in five minutes from now, I'll be standing in the Presence of Jesus Christ, clothed in His righteousness."
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our life sublime,
With partings leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;...

L-27 All you have to do is believe. And Paul Rader wrote this song in Fort Wayne recently. Was any of you up to Fort Wayne meeting when I was there? I was setting in his study room there, where Rediger--Mr. Rediger, the gallant hero of faith years ago when I was a little bitty boy. His daughter had been insane institution two years, perfectly insane. They had her in my coal shed down there behind the church, setting in there, pulling her beautiful hair down and saying, "A nickel and a penny and a nickel and a penny... " like that. Insane. Her sister died in the same condition.
When I heard that Rediger's daughter was laying in my coal shed back there, I went back and there was a lovely Miss Rediger, sweet lovely woman, setting there saying, "Now, honey, don't do that."
I come in the door. I noticed a vision break before. I could think of her old daddy who died in the harness. And the evil spirit had caught the girl. The Lord gave a rebuke, said, "Come out of the girl."
She looked up and said, "Mother, where are we at?" She's married and got children now. From that very hour, God made her whole. That's Mrs. B. E. Rediger, the owner of the Fort Wayne Gospel Tabernacle. Many of you know of it. Write and ask her the... What was it? Look and live. The grace of Christ.


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