<TITLE>06. Par 20-21</TITLE>L-20 Men such as Billy Graham, and Jack Shuler, Oral Roberts, and many of the great evangelists, and Charles Fuller, who has an outreach to the whole world, they do everything that they can to warn the coming of the Lord. Those old men, those men who tried to do right is the men that our own government tries to tear to pieces.
I said to someone, "Mister, twenty-eight years of my life I've laid on the altar of God to try to do right. And I want someone to look at me in the eye and tell me if I ever beat anyone out of anything, or ever stole anything in my life. By the grace of God I'm clear."
That means no more to them than the snap of your finger. "You're guilty anyhow. And you're a dictator in your church. You snap your finger, and your church does what you tell them to do."
Oh, I said, "How unjust can man be?"
He said, "You gave people gifts when their homes burnt. Here's your checks where you give widows hundreds of dollars and paid their rent, and done things like that." Said, "Did you go to your church board and tell them you were going to do such?"
I said, "No, sir."
"Why didn't you?"
I said, "The Lord told me in His Word, 'Don't let your right--your left hand know what your right's a doing.'"
Said, "Then you're trying to plead your case by a Bible, and we're judging you by a law."
I said, "Which is the highest law, man's or God's?" I'll take God's law.

L-21 Just a few--two years ago, I'd been on my vacation, was on my road back. Here in Indiana the speed laws are sixty-five miles an hour in the day time and... That's on the free highways, the freeways. And it's sixty miles an hour at night after the sun goes down. That's so in Kansas; that's so in Illinois; that's so in Colorado; that's so in Idaho; that's so in Wyoming.
And on my road back after setting in a snow drift for several days, in a blizzard. And I'd just gotten an elk, and I was on my road home to give it to my friends. And I had to hurry to try to beat another blizzard was just behind me, or I'd be set up again and the meat would ruin.
And I crossed out of Wyoming, come over into Nebraska. I was about thirty miles up inside the road. And all of a sudden I looked back, and I seen a police's red light. And I never was arrested in my life, so I just went on. I looked down; I was doing sixty miles an hour, out on a thirty or forty miles from any--any kind of a city, and just going down the highway, big four lane highway.


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