<TITLE>06. Par 48-59</TITLE>L-48 When men kill one another... I read an article just recently, where two boys working in a hunting camp. One had five children, the other one had two. And one of them had to be laid off. And one of the boys that had two children or had five children, felt that he needed to work more than the one with the two children, and went hunting with him, and he shot him in the back.
Money, that's the kind of a nation; that's the kind of a feeling; that's the kind of a spirit that dominates the people.
Then you can see how essential that the new birth has to be. "You must be borned again; it's got to be. Come to Me, and buy without money."
You can't say, "I didn't have the money." You don't need any money. It's freely given.

L-52 We... Our Americans are so prone to paying our way for everything. That's our slogan. "We pay for things. We got money." Flash our dollar bills to other countries and so forth, that's poor. Walk in, you see the tourists come in, all in feathers and fine. Americans, cater to them. That stuff is filthy lucre in the sight of God. That will not buy our way to heaven. But everything in America, we got to pay our way.
You go to the restaurant, and you eat your dinner. And if you don't put money on the table to tip that waitress, there's a frown comes on the face: after she's paid by the company she's working for. And that had better be at least ten percent, or better, or your bill. If you don't, that waitress will look down upon you as a skinflint or some kind of a--a miser. And she's getting her money. I think it's a disgrace and a shame to do it. I think it's poor judgment upon the nation. Used to be, good people, good places wouldn't permit that. But it's all going into one big spirit.

L-54 I was going on a trip, on the train. And a porter... I had a little brief case in one hand, a suitcase in the other one, and my little shaving kit under my arm, and was walking. The porter walked up, said, "Can I pack it for you?"
I said, "Oh, I'm just going right there at the train, sir. Thank you very much." Just about, oh, thirty yards.
He said, "I'll take it," and he took the little thing and picked it up, walked on.
Well, when he come on, I thought, "Maybe I... I knowed he was paid, but I would just give him... I give him a half a dollar. He probably had in possession my goods for about, say, a minute; about as far as to the end of this Tabernacle, where he got on a train. And I stepped up on the train first, and just reached down and got it. I give him a half dollar.
He said, "Just a minute!"
I said, "What is it, sir?"
He said, "I packed three bags for you."
I said, "Yes, sir, that's right. What, what's wrong?"
He said, "My minimum charge is twenty-five cents a bag. You owe me another twenty-five cents."
See, that's Americanism; everything's has got to be paid.

L-59 You go a-riding in your car, and let it fall into the ditch, and you get somebody to pull you out. You better get ready to pay, 'cause they're going to charge you for it. If a wrecker comes and gets you, he'll charge you so much a mile. And if the farmer, nine times out of ten, gets his tractor out, it'll be worse than that.
You've got to pay for everything that you get done. Everything is "Pay! Money! Pay! Money!"
And yet how much greater ditch has sin throwed you in? Who could ever get you out of the ditch of sin? But God takes you out of the ditch of sin without money, without price, when there's no one could take you out.
If you don't pay dearly for your wrecker pulling, you'll stay in the ditch. You've got to have the money or you stay in the ditch.


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