<TITLE>11. Par 41-45</TITLE>L-41 God don't patch up nothing. He just made a brand new Sarah to show what He's going to do to all you old women some of these times that'll believe on the Lord Jesus. Yes, sir. He made them a young man and woman again. I'll prove it to you.
They taken a journey. Mark on a map where they went down to Gerar, around three hundred miles. That's quite a journey for an old man and woman of that age. And the thing of it was, when they got down to Gerar, there was a young king down there, named Alemek--Abimelech, it was. And he was hunting for a sweetheart. And all those beautiful girls around the country, and he fell in love with this old grandma, a hundred years old, little shawl, running around.
He said, "That's the one I've waited for."
Nonsense. You know better than that. But the Bible said he took her for his wife, a hundred year old woman. Refused the--all the young ladies, and said, "That's the prettiest girl I ever seen." He went and got her. Abraham called it his sister.

L-42 What did God do? He had turned Sarah back to a beautiful, young woman again. O God, when I think of it, what God can do. What a hope it gives you.
Look, God paints a picture. God is a God of variety. That's the reason we can believe Him tonight being the God of the resurrection. Watch nature. The seed goes into the ground. If you put a yellow grain of corn in the ground, it'll come up a yellow. If you put a white grain in, it'll come up a white grain. In the... We're not all going to be blondes, or brunettes, or... In the Kingdom of God, there'll be a variety. God's a God of variety.

L-43 Look. He makes great big mountains; He makes little bitty mountains; He makes plains; He makes prairies; He makes deserts; He makes oceans. He makes white flowers, blue flowers, red flowers, pink flowers; He makes palm trees, oak trees, and all kinds of trees, grass, shrubs, and so forth. He's a God of variety. He makes blondes, brunettes, red-heads; that's the way He wants them. And this is just the negative side.
You remember, brother... Let's go back a few days. When I think of this, and think of my own dear wife, setting there, standing between me and the public, thirty-five years old, and almost total white-headed... I like to put my arm around her and say, "Dear, but let me tell you, one of these glorious days, Jesus is coming."

L-44 You remember dad, when he walked down at the altar with mother there? The children's all raised and everything now. Remember how beautiful she was in that wedding dress she had on, those shiny eyes, those rosy cheeks? That was back before Max Factor come into view, maybe. But didn't have to have any put-on. But... And the beautiful set of hair she had...
Look at her now, gray, wrinkled, her little cheeks is drawed in. You take her little, old hand, look at that wedding ring across it, and look how wrinkled it is. Mother, you look over at dad and remember how straight he walked down there that day. He was so proud of you. You looked over and seen the shiny hair he had combed back; it's all gone now. What little he's got's turned gray. You look at his great muscle that he used to stand there, when he washed at the old wash bench, and see his muscles move up-and-down, and now it's flabby, gone back. That's right. You remember that?

L-45 But remember, God paints a flower; He paints a picture. He starts you up from a little child. He lets you grow up.
I ask a science the other day, I said, "Prove it to me, brother." He was a doctor too. I said, "I want to ask you something, doctor." He was talking about the colored people in Africa, and I told them how they had to live, said they wasn't human.
I said, "They're just as much human as you are or I am." That's right. They got a soul. That's right. And they're fine Christian people when they're converted.
And I said, "I want to tell you something, doctor." I said, "Is it the truth, that every time I eat, I renew my life, put in new blood cells, comes from the food I eat?"
He said, "That's correct."


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