<TITLE>05. Par 16-18</TITLE>L-16 When the Holy Spirit begins to say that Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever, and that falls in an old, dry church hide, you know what happens? They just blow up. That's all.
If you say the baptism of the Holy Spirit was promised on the day of Pentecost to you, and to your children, and to them that is far off, even as many as the Lord, our God shall call, the old dry skin just bursts open, and you lose your sermon. That's right. It doesn't do any good. And I'm ashamed that Pentecostals skins are drying like that. That's right. Come back to the Word.
Notice. Now, a new skin... He said, "New wine is put into new bottles," and the new skin has oil in it: flexible. And then when the Holy Spirit comes down and says, "The baptism of the Holy Spirit is the same today as it ever was, Divine Healing is the same as it ever was," that new wine begins to spread out and the skin gives with it. Every time the Word of God is preached in Its power, the new skin will holler, "Amen." It'll give away. So you see the wisdom in a new bottle for new wine.
On the day of Pentecost there was one hundred and twenty new skins laying on the floor. Now, you find out the old skins was cast outside. But when God came from the heavens and filled these new skins, they got new Life and begin to bounce all over the floor, even bounce out the door, and through the windows into the streets, new skins with new bottles, new Wine, Holy Ghost Wine. Pour It out, full of Life, just stretching and giving and... "Oh, Brother John, I don't care what denomination you belong to I love you anyhow." There you are.

L-17 "I don't care whether you're Oneness, Twoness, Threeness, Fiveness; we are brothers." That's the new skin. Whether we're Assemblies, Church of God, Foursquare, whatever we are, the new skins stretch plumb out and take in every brother there is around. But the old cowhide won't do that. That's right. It won't do it. Somehow it just won't do it; it's all dried and set. And it'll burst.
Sometime ago up in northern British Columbia, I was hunting; after a great meeting. And I was so tired. And I went back about a... we was about eleven hundred miles from a hardtop road, about a hundred and seventy-five miles back with twenty-one horses.
And I got to chasing an old bear that day. It was raining. And I didn't want to shoot the old fellow; I just wanted to look at him, but he was determined I wasn't going to do that.
And I had a little horse of about three years old that had tried ever since I'd been riding him to throw me. And up through the hills we went chasing this old bear, and somehow or another, trying to cut across this gulch and over that, I got turned around.

L-18 Well, now, you don't want to do that up there, 'cause there's no roads; there's no places to come out. And somehow I started wandering. I took my little horse and went up the top of the mountain and looked around. I thought I had my general directions although the fog was on.


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