<TITLE>03. Par 7-10</TITLE>L-7 By His grace, I say this humbly, that I've seen in my own millions, around--or my own campaigns, around a million souls come to Jesus Christ in these twenty-three years of my ministry. And I--I hope that isn't evangelistic count. I couldn't count them; I just--just imagined by... You taken when twenty thousand, thirty thousand, so forth, coming at one altar call, it don't take it very long to count up like that. And in India, no one would ever know how many came. You couldn't estimate; you couldn't see. There's thousands times thousands, and thou... Five hundred thousand at the meeting, So you can just imagine, as far as you could see, just--just black hands up. They was accepting the Lord Jesus.
So someday... We've never noticed numbers in our meeting. Some of the sweetest meetings I've ever had was just about a half a dozen gathered over in a house somewhere for a prayer meeting. Then you just simply... There's not much unbelief there to hinder, and you can just get right into the meeting, and have a wonderful time. And so, wherever the Lord sends, the church never gets too little, or whatever it is, but what, wherever there's a needy soul, I want to lead it, if it's just one soul, to the Lord Jesus.

L-8 Here some time ago, I was up in the mountains a few weeks ago. And way back in a big snow drift there, I seen a little tent, just the top of it sticking out. And I went over there to talk to this man, and come to find out that he was from... He was a Hollander. He said, "Are you the minister that usually hunts back in here?"
I said, "Yes, sir. I am."
He said, "You know, I once was a Christian." Said, "I left Holland about thirty years ago." And said, "You know what my father read to me? The last thing he read..." And we was setting there by a little old, camp, sheepherders stove, if you know what it is, way back, snow waist deep.
And he... I said, "No, sir."

L-9 He said, "He read to me out of the Bible that return of the prodigal son, put his arms around me, and give me his blessings, as I sailed for the United States." Said, "I got a mother over there now at Amsterdam," which we're to visit right away. I got her address and things to see her, said, "eighty something years old. My father's been gone on years ago."
I said, "Where's his prodigal at?" Said, "Don't you think it's just about time."
Well, he kind of shook out of it. The next day we were hunting together; up on the top of the mountain, after we'd dressed out some deer, laying up there, he come walking over to me, took me by the hand, and he said, "Brother Preacher?"
I said, "Yes, sir."
"You know what you was talking to me about last night?"
And I said, "Yes, sir."
Said, "I want to do that right now."
I said, "Here's a good place, right here."

L-10 We knelt down, kicked the snow off of an old stump there, and made an altar out of it; there I led him to the Lord Jesus. A lovely, sweet Christian, just wrote him a card awhile ago. Oh, God's got them scattered everywhere. Stop a little while and look around; we can all do something for the Lord. Don't you believe so? Why, that was just as sweet a time as it was with me when I was in South Africa where I know it's the biggest altar call I made of, knowingly, where thirty-thousand heathens come to Christ at one time. Right up there in that snow, and us kneeling on the ground, wet, plumb up, under our arms when we raised up from the place, the moisture, the heat from our body melting the snow. But that soul had been borned again, up there in them pine needles, on top of the mountains in Colorado.
There's handkerchiefs going out to the sick now. Shall we pray just a moment?


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