<TITLE>12. Par 43-45</TITLE>L-43 What would you give in exchange? What could you give? What if God called you tonight to answer at the judgment? What would you do about it? You put your hopes in the nation; it's breaking, like all others. Put your hopes in a certain election that's coming on--them man, I have nothing against them, but they're immorally, and going to leave. You can't put your hopes in nothing at all that's going to hold, but the God of history Who promised He'd rise.
And some blessed day, they may take to yonder and pour the dirt on top of you, the undertaker, but the Up-taker will come around one of these days. The undertaker will take you down, but the Up-taker will take you up, just as sure, for those who are dead in Christ will God bring with Him when He comes. For He's a God of history now to many, but He will be a God of present day when you accept Him as your Saviour, and find Him real to your heart. There'll be something in you that tells you... You might not be emotional; you might not cry; you might not speak with tongues; you might not run; you might not shout, but something will happen, that you'll know--that you'll know that something's taken place. Your life will tally right with that, as long as you live.
And when the last hour comes and you leave this world, you won't fear no evil, "For Thou art with me. Thy rod and Thy staff, they'll comfort me." When the doctor has turned you down, and walked away, and the cold veins has come up...

L-44 Like Mr. Vaught, here the other night, our notable ex-mayor here of the city, went to hear Mr. Nixon speak--died, right on the scene. Good, healthy man, as far as I know.
I'll go away from home and come back; my wife said, "Billy, did you know so-and-so died?"
The other day, my little girl was setting in school up here with a little girl on Thursday, and on Sunday they buried her. Took pneumonia, and it went to her heart or something and she... killed her. She was dead.
A friend of mine, Mrs. Williams, over here, Buck Williams' wife... I knowed him for years. Zella Brakeman, here, if she's in the building somewheres, it's her sister. They lived right here next door for years, when we lived across the street. Went away. She'd been a little nervous; but she was gone when I come back. See what it is? Sometime it's... You're going to meet it. And all the money you can accumulate, all the friends you can accumulate (Them's all right), but all those, let that be secondarily. Believe a God of history, that He's a present day God just the same; see what He will do for you.
To you that's sick and needy, the doctor has turned you down and can do no more for you, remember, the God of history is the same God today. Let us pray, just a moment now, as we bow our heads.

L-45 If there is those in here tonight, I know not. If there are those in here tonight, who knows for the salvation of your soul, that if that God Who promised that He'd come in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, when you think not, if you're without Him, you just imagine you have Him... Remember, "there is a way that seemeth right, but the end thereof is the ways of death." If you're not positive that--that you are saved tonight, and He should come you'd go with Him, would you just do so much as to raise your hand to Him and by doing, say--say, "Be merciful to me, God."? Thank you. God bless you. Many hands went up.
Would there be another before we close, would just... and have the prayer... God bless you, young woman. Just don't be ashamed. Now, surely... What good does it do to preach a God of history, if He isn't the same today? And brother, sister, I say this; I read of a God of history one time. I read of Him in books; I read of Him in the Bible; but one day I met Him.


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