<TITLE>07. Par 156-170</TITLE>L-156 Let's take our picture to Jerusalem, two thousand years ago. And how could you reject It? I hear a sound coming through the street. What is it? It's a bumping of something. It's an old rugged cross coming down, going out the gates of Damascus, bumping over the cobblestones. Them big cobblestones are still there. Bumping over these big cobblestone, bumpity-bump. I see the spatting of the Blood on the street. What is it? It's a Man that's done no harm; nothing but good. The people were blind. They didn't know Him. They didn't recognize Him.
You say, "Blind? Could they have their sight?"

L-157 You can still have your sight and be blind. You believe that? The Bible said so. Remember Elisha down at Dothan? He went out and smote the people blind, said, "Now follow me." They was blind to him.

L-158   And people are blind tonight. A certain church that don't believe in Divine healing, walked up to me one time, and said, "Smite me blind. Smite me blind." It was at Brother Wright's house. Said, "Smite me blind." Said, "Paul smote a man blind, one time." Said, "Smite me blind."

L-159 I said, "Friend, the Devil has already done it. You're already blind. Sure, you are."

L-160 He said, "Heal this little girl and I'll believe you."

L-161 I said, "Save that sinner and I'll believe you." Certainly.

L-162 "Oh," he said, "he has to believe."

L-163 I said, "Same thing here, it has to come through the sovereign grace of God."

L-164 The Devil, the--the god of this world, has blinded the eyes of the people. "They've got eyes but they can't see," the Bible said.

L-165 Here He was, going up the street, dragging out the Bloody footprints on the road up. The bee of death was stinging around Him, buzzing at Him, "Just a little while and I'll have You." He was getting weak, thirsting water.

L-166   I was shot once, laying up here in the field, blood just pouring from me. I screamed for water. And my buddy run, took his cap and put it down in the water; old stagnated, wiggletails in the water. Come over, and I held my mouth open; he squeezed that. Because, the blood was spurting like a fountain, where I was shot to pieces with a gun. Thirsting!

L-167 Then I know what my Lord must have been, after bleeding all that morning, from nine o'clock up to three o'clock in the evening, losing all that Blood. I see His robe, first, like little bitty spots on it. And all them spots begin to get bigger and run together, make one great big Bloody splotch, hitting Him on the leg as He walked around. That was Emmanuel's Blood. Oh, the earth wasn't worthy of It.

L-168   But as He goes up, this bee stinging around Him. What did it do? It finally stung Him.
But, brother, anyone knows, that an insect or a bee, if it ever stings you once, that finishes the stinging business. It can't sting no more. Because, when it leaves, it pulls its stinger out.
That's the reason God had to be made flesh. He took the stinger of death into His flesh, and He pulled the stinger out of death. Blessed be the Name of the Lord! Death can hum and sting, but it can't hurt you.

L-169 Paul, when he felt that bee humming around him, death was coming right on. He said, "O death, where is your sting?" He could point to Calvary where it was left in the flesh of Emmanuel. "Where is thy victory? But thanks be to God who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." Yes.

L-170   We don't see all things.
But we do see Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels for... suffering of death,...
For it becometh him, for whom are all--all things, that by whom we have all things, in the begin... many sons... and be made the chief captain of our salvation... through suffering.
The only way He could become the Captain of our salvation, He had to suffer.


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