<TITLE>08. Par 26-30</TITLE>L-26 Now notice, let's kind of give a little drama here; let's imagine it's Monday. That's the woman's worse day, usually. It was when I was home; I had to pack the wash water and everything. I believe my mother's present this afternoon. I seen my brother up here, over here a few minutes ago. And I imagine she's present.
And how I used to have go cut them old locust limbs and pull it in and stick it under the fire and boil the wash water in an old big old kettle on the outside. My. Remember she used to cook preserves. And I used to get in there, I'd sweat, you know, in the summertime, those little yellow gourd tomatoes. They're pretty good, you know, make preserves out of. Put them between hot biscuits on a cold morning, I tell you, they're fine. And she'd pour it in, and I'd say, "Ah, Mama, that's fire's hot enough."
She said, "Oh, they're not hot enough yet." And they was just a cooking and a steaming.
I said, "Why are not they're hot enough?"

L-27 She said, "They have to go to popping before they're right: Popping." Said, "Just keep pouring the wood till they go to popping." Bubbling, you know, the air coming up, popping.
I thought that was a pretty good illustration. Reminds me of a good old Holy Ghost meeting. You're digging up some wood, just keep throwing it the fire till they start popping. That's right. Getting ready for sealing away then. Before you can get the iron hot, get it ready to make something else out of it, you have to get it hot, put it under the anvil, beat the sparks out of it and let her go to molding out. God's got to get a meeting warmed up first; He's got to get your heart turned towards Him. Then God can go to making something out of you and molding you into sons and daughters of God in the pure unadulterated faith.

L-28 Now notice, I can see Mary coming home with a--as an oriental type, with water on her head, coming from the virgin springs, going up along the street, and all, no one on the street. She cut up through the alley way maybe, where she lived, in maybe a little shack over on the side: very poor, living with her widowed mother. And on the road up on this Monday, wash day, she was walking on, but she was a virgin. No matter how mean the city was, she was a virgin; she trusted God. And all of a sudden a great Light appears before her. And standing beneath this Light was Gabriel (Hallelujah.) the Archangel. Amen. Don't let that scare you, "amen" means, "so be it." All right, the Archangel standing there, and He said, "Hail Mary, blessed art thou among women. Thou has found favor in the sight of God."

L-29 "What? Me, from the meanest city in the country? A little old poor girl lives with back here in the alley? And yet I found favor with God?"
Said, "Yes, you found favor with God."
It frightened the little virgin, the salutation of this Angel, a Light hanging over him. And there He stood in the Light saying, "Hail." It'd frighten you. It'd frighten anyone.
Now, I want to look, and watch Him as He's talking to her. He said, "Thou has found highly favor before God, and thou shall bring forth a Child and shall call His Name Jesus."
"Why," she said, "How will these things be?"
Said, "The Holy Ghost shall overshadow thee. (Amen.) And that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God. "Now, remember, do you believe that? God is a Spirit.
I was talking to a fellow some time ago, he said, "You don't really believe that's the truth, preacher?"
I said, "Yes, I do."

L-30 He said, "Now, look, that was just a little slip up," said, "Joseph was going with this woman, that girl." He was a widower, four children. And said, "Now, look, he was going with that woman. I believe there's just a little slip up, don't you?"
I said, "No, sir. I believe He was the unadulterated Son of God, borned a virgin birth."
Said, "How could it be?"


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