<TITLE>04. Par 14-17</TITLE>L-14 Traveling around over the world, it seems like, not only our nation, but there is no nation knows just what to do. Seems like there is a turmoil everywhere.
I go into Africa; they're all afraid of an up-rise among the people, and Communism sweeping the land.
I go into Switzerland: the same way. And all the other nations in which I have visit, they seem to be that there is an unsettled peace everywhere.

L-15 Now, you know our Lord predicted such a time to come, that there'd be unrest among the nations, perplexed of times, distress between the nations. And we have tried everything that's seemingly, humanly possible to make it last just a little longer. But I believe that we're just running out. I don't believe that there's anything else that we can do about it. We're just at the end of it.
We tried for a while on having kings and they wouldn't work. Then they tried democracy; it doesn't work. And we're tried... they've tried dictators and it doesn't work. And each one seems to get just a little bit shallower each time.
And now, we stand at the great moment when anything could happen. It could be over in five minutes time, that every nation would be laid to powder. And if we're at that time, where ought the church to be? A great crisis...

L-16 Then also, we have a home life crisis. It seems like the home life is running out into shallow water. It used to be in a home, that father, the head of the house, would set down of a morning, and he would speak with his family, and they would all take out the old family Bible, and read just a little bit, and--and all gather around the table, and have prayer. You don't see that no more. And when the day was done and Ma had the dishes washed, they'd all gather in, and read some more of the Bible, and pray before going to bed.
Juvenile delinquency certainly was a--a hard thing to find in them days. The boys all went to the fields to work, and the girls helped mom with the washing down at the creek. But today, we just push a little button and the dishes are all done, and Ma's in the car and gone to the card party, or out; she's ratting around over the streets and... And the--the work's done by a tractor. And we just don't have nothing but just a bunch of lazy, idle people. And home life is so neglected, till the Bible is laid back, till they'd have to hunt for a hour to find One in many homes in America.

L-17 They go to church on Sunday morning for their religion for about twenty minutes. Since the pastor takes about thirty minutes, he's called on the board. What is it? Home life is running out.
It used to be that father and mother loved, and honored, and cherished one another. And when she was old, and gray, and wrinkled up, and her poor little old face all drawed up and her glasses hanging down over her nose, Pop loved her just as well as he did when she was young and pretty.
But today... I don't mean to be critical, but when she gets a little old, he just swaps her for a new model. It seems to be that way, like swapping cars or something. Seems like that that real family love don't exist much more. Just something has happened. Home life is running out. We don't have the old American home as we used to have it, long years ago.
There's another thing that I would like to say; that is, another thing running out, is friendship is running out. It don't seem like that we have the friends that we used to have. And the friends that we have are not loyal friends like they used to be. It used to be... I can remember, when someone got sick in the neighborhood, that everybody come around, and they helped them with all their work, and lended a hand to anything could be done. Set up with them all night at a time. And as I've often said, it's truth, that we hardly know the neighbor's dead until we see it in the paper. Friendship...


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