<TITLE>12. Par 45-47</TITLE>L-45 "How," I thought, "how can you do it?" That big hundred and eighty grain bullet, that close, would blow her fifteen feet and blow her heart plumb through her. And I thought, "Burt, how can you do that? You cruel-hearted man, shoot that poor mother's heart right out of her, with a heart like that, so loyal. So loyal..."
I turned my back. I thought, "O God, have mercy on that man. How can he be so cruel?" I waited, waited. The gun never fired. And I turned to look, and the gun was going like this... He looked around at me, and the tears running down his cheeks, he threw the gun on the ground; He said, "Billy, I've had enough of it; tell me about that Jesus." There on that bank of snow, I lead that cruel-hearted man to Christ. Why? Not my preaching, no, but because he seen something real. He seen something that was not put on. He seen something genuine.

L-46 And I'm telling you tonight, friends, the world is looking for something genuine, not a man-made creed, but a Jesus Who lives, and reigns, and brings love, and peace, and joy, and breaks down differences, and makes men love men, and women love women. The world wants to see something real.
Brother, Sister, God's got it for you. It's here right now. Just meet that real thing. Just become as much Christian as she was a mother. I don't care; they can call you holy-roller; they can call you fanatic; you'll stand in the face of the enemy and declare that you love God. Real faith--think of it--that's what we need tonight, friends, is something real.

L-47 Let us bow our heads just a moment now. And now, I wonder, while we're waiting a minute, would there be someone in the building here, tonight, would raise your hand, saying, "God, give me the kind of a Spirit of Christianity that make me as loyal to Christ as that mother deer was for her baby. Lord, I've been a church member for years. I've professed to be a Christian, but really, I haven't got that real something. I need a real faith. I need a borned again experience, God. I need those sacred sands, that'll change me from a cowardly doubter into a real faith warrior, that can take God at His Word."
You want to be remembered in prayer, raise up your hand, will you, all over the building. God bless you; that's good. Way in the balconies--the second balcony up there--raise your hands. You'd say, "God, remember me." God bless you. In the third balcony say, "Remember me." God bless you, each one now. He's here. He will do it. He sees your hand. Say, "O Lord God, be merciful. Give me love in my heart, Lord."


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