<TITLE>03. Par 10-12</TITLE>L-10 And I remember Mr. Osborn came in at, I believe, it was up in Oregon, Portland, Oregon. It was about sixty-five hundred people inside and pretty near that many outside. I was the only one on the field in that day, and there was... Oh, there was a lot of tinsel on the meetings, you know. You know what I mean and... So, I remember...
I believe he and his wife (as the story goes), he was setting up, and there was a maniac ran from the platform and run up on there, and about three hundred ministers shrunk back. And the man weighed about two-seventy. I never seen such a giant, great big brawny arms, and he run to the platform. And I was speaking on faith, and at them days I weighed a hundred and twenty-eight pounds, and I was looking out over the audience, and this man run to the platform.
I seen him coming down the aisle, just a snorting real loud and swinging his arms, and... Well, I thought that maybe it's somebody hurrying to do something. I never thought nothing about it, and all the ministers begin to run backwards, and--and a few minutes this fellow ran to the platform, and he put his hands on his hips, and he said, "You snake-in-the-grass..."
I--I looked around and I thought, "Well, poor fellow (See?), there's something wrong with him." And you could tell he was--there was something wrong. He was out of a insane institution. Little did I know that the police was after him. He'd just broke a preacher's jawbone and collar that day. He had a name for hurting preachers, and he was just out of a insane institution, and so they warranted after him. And he'd hit a preacher standing on the street holding a street meeting, and broke his collar bone and his jaw, and got away.

L-11 And just as run out two little police that I'd met in the dressing room and had led them both to Christ: one of their mothers was healed the night before in the meeting, and both those fine little officers bowed their head there on their knees and--and surrendered their lives to Christ--finest little fellows. I heard from one of them not long ago. Both of them still holding on to God. They got--got acquainted with my friend, Captain Al Ferrar, there at the FBI, the... Was one of my other converts too that come in. Led him to Christ down in a shooting gallery and so in a place.
So then this--this little fellows run out on the platform to grab him, and I seen that this wasn't a flesh and blood affair, so I said, "This isn't flesh and blood, brother." And the nicest little fellows just stepped back. He started walking up to me real slow with his hands out like this, and he... You could hear a pin drop anywhere. It was so quiet.
He said, "You low-down hypocrite." Said, "You snake-in-the-grass. Up here and posing yourself as a man of God." He said, "Tonight I'll break ever bone in that measly little frame of yours." Said, "I'll knock you way out into the middle of the audience like that."

L-12 He was plenty able to take care of his boast, and he... I had to look up to see the man, he was so big. Now, and he come with his teeth set together like that, and he would... His fist clenched. He started walking up towards me. Well, you better know what you're talking about. That's right. You're not fooling with flesh and blood now. I... The Lord sent me. I... The thing of it is; it's not me; it has to be Him. If He sent, then He will take care of what He sent. See?
So I said, "What's the matter?"
He said--said, "Don't talk to me." He drew back his fist." Said, "I'll break every bone in your body."


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