<TITLE>17. Par 123-130</TITLE>L-123 Daniel Curry said that he felt hisself going through the space for about a hour. Said he come into a place, it got lighter, lighter, lighter, lighter. Said, farther he went, the lighter it got. It was a hundred times, thousands of times brighter than the sun ever shines. And said he was trembling, trembling. And said, when he got into that Light, he heard a Voice say, "Was you perfect on earth?" just come out of a--a Light.
He said, "No, I wasn't perfect," got trembling.
Said, "Did you always play honest with everybody?"
Said, "No." (Said, "A few things come to my mind that I wasn't just exactly honest about.") Said, "No, I--I--I guess I wasn't honest."
Said, "Did you tell the truth in every case in your life?"
Said, "No. I remembered some things I've told that wasn't shady--that was shady. I--I--I--I never was truthful just exactly."
Said, "Then did you ever take anything that did not belong to you, anything, money, anything else that didn't belong to you?"
Said he thought on earth that he was pretty good, but he was condemned. Said, "No. No, I've took things that didn't belong to me."
He said, "Then you wasn't perfect."
He said, "No, I wasn't perfect."
Said he was looking any minute for the blast to come from that great Light from where the Dove rested, "Condemned." Said, just then he heard a Voice behind him, that was sweeter than any mother's voice he'd ever heard. Said he turned to look. And the sweetest face he'd ever saw, sweeter than any mother's face, was standing before him. And said He said, "Father, Daniel Curry stood for Me down on earth. It's true; he wasn't perfect, but he stood for Me. He stood for Me on earth; now I'm going to stand for him in Heaven. Take all of his sin and put them over on My account."
Who's going to stand for you that day, brother, if you grieve Him away from you today? I just can't preach any more. Let's bow our heads.

L-130 Dear God, dear dying Lamb, meek, humble, lowly, the birds had nests and the foxes had den, but You didn't have a place, and, yet, the very Lord of Glory. When You were born, they didn't have any clothes to put on You. O God, what good's my clothes do me then? What good does my cars do me? What good does a nice home do me? What good's it going to do that day? You was friendless; no one would friend You. No one seemed to want to give You a helping hand. You said that day You'd say, "I was hungry; you didn't feed Me. I was naked; you wouldn't clothe Me." What good's all that we got going to do us that day, Lord? Let us stand for You, so when that hour comes and we walk into His Presence the omnipotent, omnipresent, omn... O God, when we hear that Dove, with Its wings setting back there in that great Light, It'll flash through all eternity. When You dwell in Light...


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