<TITLE>08. Par 25-27</TITLE>L-25 There was an old blind beggar, as we talked of last night, setting by the gates of Jericho, all hopes gone. He was blind; odds was against him. His age was against him; the public was against him; everything seemed to be against him. And right while he set in the darkest of the hour, then Jesus came along. And it turned his darkness unto light. All things seems to be all right when Jesus comes along. Always.
Way after the resurrection, a disheartened little bunch of disciples, had gathered at different places. Peter said, "Well, I'm just going to go fishing. I'm so discouraged. How could it be that that One that I seen called Lazarus from the grave? How could it be when I stood there and seen the woman of Nain, her only son dead, and He laid His hand on the bier and said, 'Young man, arise,' and I saw him come to life. Eyewitness seen Lazarus after being dead four days, his old grave clothes wrapped over his face and over his body, come forth from the grave."
"I seen Him turn water to wine. I saw Him touch a leper that was as white as snow, and the very blush of health was in his cheeks in a few minutes. How could it be that He could hang on that cross with mockery soldiers spit on His face? How could it be that He could lay His hands down, and could drive nails in His hand? How could it be that He'd permit a crown of thorns pulled down over His face, and cross His feet, and let them drive spikes in His feet?"

L-26 "How could He stand there rolling after a cat-o'-nine-tail had split his back and the ribs was shining through? How could He let them treat Him like that? How could He hang there between the heavens and earth and the blood running from Him, and let those mockery priests, his arch-enemies walk by and sass Him. How could He let a Roman soldier put a band around His head and hit Him, and say, 'Now, you who prophesies, and can foretell, and--tell us who hit you. We'll believe you.'"
"How could it be? How could it be that He could let that high priest walk out there, say, 'Come down off of the cross, if thou be the Christ, and we will believe you.' How could it be that a great Person like that Who we believe to be the Son of God, could ever go through such torment and punishment as that and set silent?"

L-27 "Oh, it was a dark hour, the darkest hour they'd ever seen. See them pull the nails out, see Him bow His head and die, and they take His body and put it in Joseph Arimathaea's grave, how could it be? When He seen that big rock laid up there, and the Roman seal put on it, how could it be?" He was so discouraged. He said, "I just believe I'll go a fishing."
And the disciples said, "Well, I'll go with you."
All night long in discouragement they had pulled and had caught nothing. The Lord was gone. Seemed like everything was gone. They couldn't even as much as catch a fish. Right in their darkest of hours, Someone stood on the bank and said, "Children, have you got any meat?"


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