<TITLE>05. Par 23-27</TITLE>L-23 Think of it, "They passed within a hundred yards of where I'm setting. If I'd only lived then, I'd have run out there and said, 'Oh, prophets of God, pray for me,' and they would've prayed, and my blind eyes would've been opened. But, alas, the priest said, 'The days of miracles is passed. There's no more healing, no more prophets. The days are gone.'"
Then he remembered that his mother told him, five hundred yards from where he was setting, the great Joshua, by the power of God, opened up the Jordan and brought his people into the land. What's happened to that great Jehovah?

L-24 Then he remembered Joshua walking around the walls one afternoon. And he seen some Man standing. He had His sword drawed. He was coming to meet Joshua. Joshua, the great mighty warrior pulled his sword, and he screamed, "Are you for us, or are you for our enemy?" And the man said, "Nay. But I am the Captain of the Host of the Lord." Joshua threw his sword on the ground, took off his hat, throwed down his shield.
Little did he know that that same Captain was a hundred yards from him coming out of the city. Oh, Hallelujah!
That same Captain of the Host of the Lord is right here now, the same one.

L-25 And he heard a noise, and they were making screams. Some were saying one thing and some another. And he heard someone say, "Hosannah to the King."
And he heard others say, "Away with that fanatic. Get Him out of our city."
So blind Bartimaeus wondered what the commotion was. Then he heard a voice, said, "You Who can raise the dead, You Who said You raised a man called Lazarus, come up here, we got a graveyard full, raise some of them up." Oh, they critics is in all age.

L-26 But before the crowd went a little frail looking Man, His face set toward Jerusalem. He was going there to die for the sins of the world. And all the weight of every sin was upon Him. He wasn't hearing their cries. And they were throwing overripe fruit at Him, no doubt, making fun of Him. "Let me see You Heal somebody."
And blind Bartimaeus recognized the voice of that same priest who had been talking to him. So he wondered what's the matter. So he begin to scream, "What's going on?"
And someone said, "Set down. Get out of the way." And they pushed him. The old fellow fell. And he cried out, "Somebody tell me, what's all the screaming about?"

L-27 After while a real kind lady sat--sit down. She said, "Poor man, what are you wanting?"
"I want to know, madam, what's the noise about?"
"Oh," she said, "sir, do you not understand that Jesus of Nazareth, the Prophet of Galilee is passing by?"
"No, madam. I've never heard of Him."
"Oh sir, are you an Israelite? and do not know the Scriptures? I am a... I am a follower of Jesus of Nazareth."
"Is all of His followers kind like you?" Sure they are. Show courtesy, gentle. Then he said, "What about this Prophet?" When he said, "You know, Moses..."
She said, "Moses said that the Lord our God would raise up a God-prophet. Do you understand that?"
"Oh," he said, "is that Him, The Son of David?
"Yes."
Said, "How will I know?"
"Oh," She said, "wait just a moment. They had a--a--a breakfast this morning down in the city, was giving Him a breakfast. And if you knew that tax collector named Zacchaeus."
"Yes, I remember him."
"He climbed up in a sycamore tree and put all the leaves around him. 'If He's a prophet, even a prophet couldn't find me up here.' So he was setting up in the tree, and Jesus came by, and He stopped under the tree, and He looked up, said, 'Zacchaeus, come down.'"
"Oh, that is a prophet then." It's still the prophet! "Oh," he said, "then where's He at now?"
"Oh, He's way down the road."
"But you think He can hear me?"
"You just pray, sir."
And he begin to scream, "Jesus, Thou Son of David, have mercy on me." An insignificant person, ragged, poor, blind. But He cried, "Thou Son of David, have mercy on me."


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