<TITLE>08. Par 23-25</TITLE>L-23 Noah... Abraham, He heard the Word of God speak to him one day, that there was a city whose Builder and Maker was God. He could not see the city. But he put his little pack on his back and took off to find that city. I believe he's enjoying it tonight. Sure.
When God told Abraham what He did, that there was a city whose Builder and Maker was God, he packed up everything he had and started looking for that city. Twenty-five years later, after the promised son had been promised for twenty-five years, he received a son, that through him opened the gate to that city for Abraham and all his children. Why? He couldn't see it. He wandered about in deserts, and in the mountains, and in the valleys, and in all kinds of conditions, confessing that he was a pilgrim and a stranger; and he was looking for a city whose Builder and Maker was God.

L-24 Every borned again child tonight comes through Abraham's blessing. For it's the promises given to Abraham. And every child of God that receives the Holy Spirit, his pulsation is the same. "I'm looking for a city." It isn't Los Angeles. It isn't New York. It isn't Louisville. It's heaven. And we confess that we're peculiar people, strangers, because we're looking for something that we do not see. But something on the control tower says it's there. Every redemptive blessing between here and there, God promised to give it to us. And we're walking; we're pilgrims. I don't care what so and so says; I know something in me tells me it's real. I just start walking, looking, praising, confessing, sure, because it's got to fall. The King of kings is the One Who pronounced it.

L-25 Moses, when he was in Egypt, there he had a choice to make. One day while he was the great general in the army, he looked out of the same window that Pharaoh did. Pharaoh seen the Israelites of nothing but a bunch of mud daubers, just slaves. They were no good. All the Egyptians looked upon them the same, but Moses. Couldn't see no beauty in them, 'cause they were ragged; they were poor; they were beaten. They were a rejected people by the world.
And Moses standing with his foot on the throne, and yet by faith, looking at the unseen. Moses refused to be the son of Pharaoh because he knowed he was the son of Abraham. Whew. I know you know I'm a fanatic. I'm fanatically about one thing; that's Jesus Christ and His promises. Moses had rather be a son of Abraham than to be the son of Pharaoh. Why? He couldn't see it in the natural. If he's the son of Abraham, the mud pitch for him, the slave's whip. What was it? But he had recompense to the reward, for he endured as seeing Him Who is invisible, Who made the promise. There you are.


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