<TITLE>10. Par 41-44</TITLE>L-41 Now, I've often wondered what takes place. But there is a place that men can live so close to the Presence of God. It's not by your choosing; it's by God's election that you live in that spot to where your own intellectuals has nothing no more to do with it.
Down in South Africa, I was challenged by a bunch of witch doctors. And standing there, one among the dozen or more, and them trying to throw spells on me... But God just made them stand still and watch the glory of God to restore sight to blinded and stuff to the afflicted people.
Yonder in Karlsruhe, Germany, one afternoon when the spiritists come out to the... They wanted to fuss with me at the hotel. The man wouldn't let them come in. They said, "We'll throw a spell on that meeting this afternoon, and they'll be no one come..." No, they said, "We'll blow it down with a storm." And the sky's just pretty and bright.

L-42 But when we got over there, and just started the singing, up come a great powerful storm. They was about twenty on one side of me, and twenty on the other, and they were all going through their enchantments and cutting their feathers with scissors, and going through things like that to throw the spell. And all of a sudden, that great thirty thousand tent begin to quiver, and shake, and the winds blowing. And I was preaching, and Something said, "Stand still." Hallelujah. I don't say excuse me, that means "Praise our God."
And God made that storm stand still, move back to see the praises of God, where about forty thousand souls that day and night swept into the Kingdom of God by it. Stand still. That's right. He gives witness.

L-43 Yonder in Sweden, or Switzerland, well, they're here. I say over in Finland one day, a little dead boy was laying on the side of the road; a automobile had run over him, mashed his little body to pieces. He was so broke up until his foot was even through his stockings. The car run over him, and wrapped him up like a rag like that, and kicked him way up in the air, and throwed him across the road. His eyes was bulged out; his mouth was open; his tongue was hanging out, blood running from his ears.
But two years before there God had showed the vision of it. And I'd walked up so stupid and looked at the child, walked away crying. And the Lord or Someone supernatural, put their hands on my shoulders said, "Isn't that the boy I showed you?" Oh, what a feeling.
There stood the mayor of the city, the chief man he's called, and many standing by. And God had them to stand still that He could show His mighty power to raise the dead, bring him back to life again. Stand still; believe God; be a witness. His Word's eternal.

L-44 It was a few days ago, when we were... Just to see how God does things so simple, and we're so flusterated till we look for great big things... Be satisfied with little things. Watch Him when He does His glorious works, how He protects you. Don't be looking way over the top of something, look down here.
Notice, I have begin to think this, that it is possible, that when a man, like the apostles, and when you can live close to God, and God through His grace operates through you, that the more God you get, the more godly you become. The more Eternal Life comes in, the more of the intellectual it pushes out. Now, I don't mean to be a fanatic. I mean to be a real sane sound believer (See?), not a bunch of isms, but a real solid true sensible intelligent believer.


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