<TITLE>24. Par 264-276</TITLE>L-264 This old harlot, she picks it up again; she said, "But I must. Oh, I must be crazy." The tears are flowing down her cheeks. She said, "Oh, and to look at Him, to see the way He looked, just sad look, everybody passing by, and nobody making Him welcome. He's setting there as a--as a wallflower, everybody passing by."
That's the way He is today, everybody passing by Him. Oh, you got your churches. You got your religion. You got your doctrines, and so forth. But what about Jesus? You just pass by Him, let Him set there like that.
She said, "I've got to do something about it. I've got to it. I don't..."
You know, there's something about women, I wish to God they would use more of it. There's something about them; they don't stand and wonder like men. We stand and wonder, and figure it all out, but women usually go do what's on their heart.

L-268 She said, "I--I've just got to do it." So I see her gather her robes together, pick up this little sock-full of just every penny she had. Leaving the old shack, she goes down the street, real hurry. And look over there, and she starts into this great perfume shop.
And I see this old, long hook-nose Jew standing back there, counting his money, the things had been bought that day. He said, "Oh, my, I haven't even made expenses. Haven't even made expenses," all sour, and broke up.
And the first thing you know, she walks in the door. Now, he don't treat her like a lady. He looks out, said, "Well, look what's out there." He don't walk out and say, "Could I help you do something? "
Said, "Well, what do you want?"
She said, "I want the best alabaster box you've got in this place. I want the best you got." clicks the money. Oh, when he sees the money, it's different now. Uh-huh. Yeah. "I want the best you got."

L-272 He's worthy of the best. What do you do for Him? Give Him the leftover. Oh, yes, you run around all day, and give Him three minutes at night before you go to bed. He deserves your best, friend. He deserves everything you got. But what do you do about it? You give Him just anything. He takes it. He takes it, anyhow. He--He takes it.
But she said, "I want the best." And it cost her everything she had to get the best. That's what you ought to do. Give your best, to give Him your best. Give Him the best of your life. Give Him the best of your songs. Give Him all your talent. Give Him everything you got. Give Him your feet. Give Him your hands. Give Him your eyes. Give Him your mouth. Give Him your ears. Give Him your soul. Give Him your heart. Give Him your praise. Give Him everything you got. Hallelujah. He's deserving of the best.
She said, "I want the best you got."
"Why," he said, "let's see how much money you got, first." So he pours the sock out, counts it out. Yep, two hundred and eighty pieces of Roman denarii, that's just exactly what it cost. Then he goes over and gets the box, sets it out to her.

L-276 I hear him say, "I wonder what she's going to do with that?" Here she goes out the door. She has to hurry. She's late. It's better late than never, isn't it? You've waited a long time too, but it's better to come. Don't stay the way you are. A long time, you been wanting to really be a Christian. Waited a long time. It's getting pretty late. That's right. But go anyhow. Let this be the time. Let this morning be the morning. "I'm going all the way for Christ now. I got to get there."
Here she come. I can see two men nudging each other, "Look, going there. Look, going there. Look. I guess she's going to the feast, the Pharisee. Wonder if Pharisee invited her?" Oh, you're...


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