<TITLE>12. Par 41-44</TITLE>L-41 So that's when you're on the first altar. But when you hide away, you get His Spirit. Then the Holy Spirit, none other than God Himself comes and dwells in you. And then there's something about you, the neighbor loves you. The people likes you.
Now, no matter how much you shout, or how much you try to do, if you haven't got a life that your neighbor knows that you're a Christian, there's something wrong somewhere. Now--now, let's just come down to truth now. You know that's right.
There's nobody in the world believes in any old-time of old-time shouting, and blessing God, and praising God, than I do. I believe it. I believe that a baby that's born, and it don't move, and it don't whimper, it don't do nothing... You know what the doctor usually do? He picks him up by the heels and gives him a little spanking, and he gets some breath in him.
And I think that's what's the matter with the church tonight, when people say, "Yes, I'm borned again." You know what it is? It's a stillborn dead baby. It needs a little gospel spanking once in a while that'll wake it up, and get it to whining and crying (That's right.), get some life in it. That's what we need tonight. That's what the church needs, and then getting set on the right path. That's right.

L-42 Notice. Now the refreshing from the Presence of the Lord, something about them, something about a real Christian that you love to be around. Don't you do it? And there's a power there.
After I get to know you a little better, I want to tell you some things that I know that happened. See? You create your own atmosphere around you. You believe that? You sure do.
Many of you has read my book, "That Man Sent From God." Remember the night the maniac run to the platform to kill me up here at Portland, Oregon? You read the story, no doubt. My, it's everywhere. What happened? Well, that poor fellow... I didn't get angry with him. I loved him. Something happened. I loved him.

L-43 He run out there, about two-hundred and fifty, sixty pounds, great big, pretty near six foot and a half, said, "I'll break every bone in your body." He could do it. But I didn't hate him. I loved him. I felt sorry for him. He was bound.
I didn't have to scream. I said, "Satan, come out of the man." And he fell on the floor. That was it. See? That was all.
Here some... I was a game warden for years in Indiana. Many of you know that. One day I been down, turned some fish loose in a little creek. And I was preaching. I was a local Baptist pastor. Over across the--the way was a sick man.
Well, we was supposed to pack a gun, but I never did see any use in packing a gun, shoot somebody with. So I just left it in the truck. And so I thought, "I'll go over and pray for this brother."
And down below there'd been... Oh, a few miles below, there been a big old Guernsey bull that killed a colored man down there. And they had to sell him. So they sold him up near a city, Henryville, Indiana, up near the forestry.

L-44 And I'd forgot about them selling that fellow up there. I took out across the field to pray for this man. I got out there in the middle of pasture. And when I did, all of a sudden out of a little clump of bushes, up raised this big bull. And he was right there in the mid...
I looked back at the fence; it was too far to run, no tree to get in. And there I was standing there. And here he come. Something happened. I wished I... I wish that would happen all the time. It--it--it just don't do it. But when I see a real tremendous sick case and something happens; it's not man. it's when God can get a hold of man. It's when it's consecrated.


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