<TITLE>11. Par 46-48</TITLE>L-46 About two weeks after the meeting had left Fort Wayne... He sold papers on the street corner. And he was over there selling papers, and another little news boy led him across to get a shave at the barbers shop. And so, they put the towel around his neck, and lathered his face, and little barber wanted to be smart-aleck, you know, and said, "Say, I heard you was over to see the Divine healer when he was up here."
He said, "Yes, I went over."
Said, "I heard you got healed."
Said, "Yes, praise the Lord, He healed me." And his eyes come open in the barber chair. He jumped out of that chair, and down the street he went, the towel around his neck and the barber behind him with a razor in his hand. Down the street, he made a show.

L-47 About two months after that, I was going to Benton Harbor to that Jewish colony there, called Israel's School. And this young rabbi come out to see me. He said, "By what authority did you open John's eyes?"
I said, "By the Name of Jesus Christ, the Son of God."
He said, "Far be it from God having a Son." He was a Jew.
And I--I said... And he said, "That fellow Jesus wasn't nothing but a thief." You know how sometimes Israel can argue.
So I--I said, "A thief?"
Said, "Yes, He stole corn."
I said, "Your own law says a man can go through the field and pluck what he wants to eat, but don't take any out in a sack. How was He a thief by your own laws?"
And he said, "You can never make me believe He was the Son of God."
I said, "John's got his sight, hasn't he?"
And he said, "Yes, I give him many alms on the street. I know he was blind."
I said, "He can now see. And it was done by his faith in the Son of God, Jesus Christ."
He said, "I don't believe that."
I said, "Well, he's got his sight. We never come here to argue. So there it is, the man standing here. You can't deny it. Can read a newspaper without glasses." And I said, "What about that?"

L-48 He said, "Well, look." Said, he said, "You Gentiles can't chop God in three pieces and give Him to a Jew."
I said, "We don't chop Him in no three pieces, not at all."
And so then, he said, "The, well..."
I said, "Would it be hard for you to believe the prophets, rabbi?"
He said, "I believe the prophets."
I said, "Isaiah 9 and 6, who was he talking to? What is he talking about when he said, 'Unto us a Child is born, a Son is given.'"
"Oh," he said, "the Messiah."
I said, "Well then, what will Messiah be?"
He said, "He will be a Man."
I said, "That's what I thought." I said, "Now, what requirements... What did He not meet in everything that the Old Testament promised Him to be?"
And you know, that fellow, honestly in his heart, I noticed him. He looked around and started to walk away, and tears was running down his beard. And he said, "Mister," he said, "I believe if those Temple priests would have believed Him, I believe they'd been better off."
I said, "You believe, Rabbi, that He was the Son of God."
He said, "I believe He was a good man." I had him started. He said, "But He wasn't the Son of God."
And I said, "Rabbi, everything He said is coming to pass."
He said, "Oh, I believe He was a prophet."
I said, "If He was a good man, He wouldn't lie. And if He was a prophet, He couldn't lie. So there you are. You believe He was the Son of God."
He turned around, started walking, then he said, "If I taught that," he said, "I'd be down there in the street...?... there, I'd be down there in the street begging."
I said, "I'd rather be down there in the street begging. I'd rather lay on my stomach and drink branch water and eat soda crackers, than have my name on that building up there in gold letters, and have to compromise with my own convictions on the Word of God." Absolutely that's right. God is God. Just the same.


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