<TITLE>11. Par 56-60</TITLE>L-56 It wouldn't seem funny to see a hog rooting in a manure pile. That's his nature. I don't blame him. He's a hog. That's his nature. That's what he is. You see him eating on a dead, an old dead carcass, that's all right. He's a hog. But it would sure seem funny to see a lamb doing that.
I don't condemn the sinner. If he drinks, let him drink. That's all the pleasure he knows. If he smokes, let him smoke. If he listens to rock-and-roll and all these other devil inspired things, let him listen. That's all he knows. But you who knows better and then turn to such things as that, you're not worthy to bear the name of Christianity. That's right. You're the one. You who know better ought to be putting an example to them and living an example. Now, that's right.

L-57 God's searching for real man. I don't mean how big his muscles are. Man is never judged by his muscles. That's brute. Man is judged by character. I've seen man that weighed two hundred pounds and solid muscle, and didn't have a ounce of man in him; will throw a baby from a mother's arms and ravish her. That's a brute. But man is measured by character.
There never was a man like Jesus Christ. And the Bible said there was no beauty we should desire Him, but a character like it has never been molded. That's right. "Hear ye Him."

L-58 Now, the old story that we used to learn in the school, it's too... Many times, it's forgotten. Just recently, I come from Switzerland where the Lord was with us. Five nights we had fifty thousand souls registered, coming to Christ: ten thousand each night.
And up in the hills of Switzerland, around Jungfraujoch and Eiger and Monch and through those famous hills of Switzerland, there was a character of many years ago that we had in our book named Arnold Von Winkelried. Many of you has read the story of Arnold Von Winkelried.

L-59 One day when Switzerland was invaded in its early days, they were a peace loving people. And a great army came into Switzerland, and they were all military men. They had great shields, breastplates and helmets and great long spears. And they come marching in to take away the economy and all the little Swiss people had up in the mountains.
And the Swiss army had gathered in a field to defend their home. And the great army come marching on. And finally, when they seen the army appear, they were outnumbered by the hundreds. And there was that well-trained army like a brick wall moving on to the Swiss.
And the poor little Swiss stood with pieces of sticks in their hands, and anything they could pick up to fight with, rocks, and with old sickle blades: only thing they had to defend their land. They stood helpless against such a massive army, as they marched on and closing in on them.

L-60 And when they seen that every hope was gone, then one gallant man... He will never be forgotten in Switzerland. Mention his name today, and their face will flush and tears will run down their cheeks. His name was Arnold Von Winkelried.
He stepped out amongst the Swiss army, and he said, "Brethren, this day I'll give my life for Switzerland." He said, "Across the mountain yonder is a lovely little white home, my wife and three children. They're looking for me to come back, but I'll never see them again in this world. I must give my life for Switzerland this day."
And the man says, "What will you do, Arnold Von Winkelried?"
He said, "You just follow me and do the best you can with what you have to do with."


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