<TITLE>12. Par 38-40</TITLE>L-38 There you are. Look at the time we're living in. Here we are. Signs and wonders... Look at the church: wearing shorts. Look at the women: bobbed hair, wearing manicure, ever that stuff makeup that... Let me tell you. I'm a missionary. You know that. You know where that come from? From the very depths of Africa. The heathens wear that, the African heathen. And as soon as those women get converted, they take that stuff off. You don't have to tell them nothing about it. But the educated heathen knows more about it you see: still a heathen. The Bible said it was. You shouldn't fashion yourself or act like the heathen. The heathen is a deaf ear, marked, designated for eternal hell, to burn in the fires of torment forever and ever.

L-39 The first angel message went forth, Martin Luther. Second angel message went forth, John Wesley. The third angel's message has gone forth, and they still reject it and getting worse and worse. And the Bible said that evil doers and sin would get worse and worse. But they that know their God in that day shall do exploits. And the Prince of the Lord and the daughters of Zion which has escaped will be beautiful in the sight of the Lord in that day. Isaiah prophesied it. Where you at? What's the matter, people?
And you little old spineless man. I seen a man, a supposed to be borned again brother, the other day sitting back under a shade tree reading a magazine and his wife with a pair of shorts on mowing the yard, out there where men was coming by watching her. I'm not to judge. But the Bible said, "By their fruit you shall know them."
I walked into a place the other day, coming down, coming out of Yellowstone National Park. I went into a place, and I'm cold blooded. I can stand lots of cold. I have laid out in zero and it twenty below, sleep till my whiskers would be so froze with ice, that I could rake them across...?... saw and back and across my camp bag, wouldn't bother me. And it was cold enough that my wife had to give me a t-shirt and a jacket. And here was them poor little naked heathens walking around there with little kids with little bitty short clothes on, and their cigarette sucking husband walking by with an overcoat on, and them with little bitty shorts on. Brother, I believe in the name of all righteousness I'd have pulled a top out of one of them cedars and I'd turned her blue. She'd have had something to been blue about. Yes, sir. Not saying that for a joke. This is no place to joke. I'm saying that because it's the Gospel truth.

L-40 I went into a place. Here come a woman in with a little child, not no more than that, dressed like a little butterfly: a little strap across her and around her, and the poor little thing was blue...?... like that. And here come her sister in, about eighteen years old, nattily, a neat built little woman, every little gazing eye looking at her, and her a nervous little thing, sucking on a cigarette. And the next woman come in... Well, looked like a decent woman. She had a girl, not a little girl. But she had a girl about fifteen. She had on a short, chubby coat, a long dress. The mother had on a heavy coat. I said, "Maybe I'm crazy. But how come that there's so much difference one from the other?" It's because, brother, sister, the spirit of the thing.


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