<TITLE>12. Par 114-125</TITLE>L-114 I've just told you. I hope it didn't go over your head. I hope it just didn't pass through lightly, but you remember these words, that everything's at the end. Civilization's at the end. Democracy's at the end. Everything... This nation is honeycombed, just any time to blow to pieces. Oh. Other nations, the world's at the end. For every mortal thing must die, that immortality can take its place. We've got to come to this place. We're here. We're at the end. And there's no other foundation; there's nothing else that you can... And nothing else can care now but Jesus, and He does care.
Don't you care enough to submit your life to Him, to love Him, to go to the streets, to go to your boss, to your neighbor, to everywhere with a sweet, gentle spirit... Separate yourselves from the things of the world and live such a peaceable, sweet life, that others will see Jesus in you. Don't you feel that you owe that to Him? Let's not be ungrateful.

L-116 You people here... Last evening when I went out, a little woman was standing at the door; I hope she's here tonight. When I went through, she was standing there with a little baby. It got to crying. She wasn't a Christian. But she didn't want the message to be interfered, so she took her baby and slipped out with it. When I went out the door, she said, "Oh, how I would've loved to have heard the end of that message." And I...
Something just said to me, "This is provi--not providential. This is of God."
I said, "Lady, are you a Christian?"
She said, "No, sir. I hope to be sometime." Lovely looking little mother, with a little baby in her arm...
I said, "He's here. Don't put it off too long." And there we bowed our heads together there, and prayed. And I asked God to take her soul.
And at the end, when I got through praying, she said, "Amen." And she begin to wipe the tears from her eyes.
Why? She showed. When she wanted the message though, if she didn't get it, maybe she had somebody here to get it. She wanted somebody else to get it. And what did it do? God cared. So He had her standing right there, just exactly the place to receive it, That's it. He cares. He knows how to work things just right. Are we grateful enough?

L-123 Reminds me of a story of something happened in a city near by. Some years ago a mother had sent her girl away to college. Her name was Mary. And so the girl was a fine girl when she left home. She'd... Her mother had washed over a washboard, and so forth, to--to pay her way through college. And one day she went to visit home. And she'd got mixed-up out there with a mixed class of people. And she got in fellowship with an unbelieving girl that was very worldly and ungodly.
And it's bad when you go to s--segregating with such as that. Separate yourselves from the things of the world. Come out. Don't be better, try to act like you're better; but don't mar your garments with the sin, "Don't be partakers of other man's sins." If you want to speak a word of encouragement to people, all right, but don't have to wallow with the pig. You stay away from it. That's right.

L-125 And she'd got down into the gutter with this girl. And then when she come home, the train stopped in front. And the girl, setting at the window, looked out. And there was an old woman out there, that was all scarred all over her face, and her neck drawed way in, her little hands bony like that, looking with all that was in her heart, watching for someone to get off the train.
And this girl was with Mary; she said, "Mary, look at that old haggy-looking woman." Said, "Isn't she awful looking?" And that was Mary's mother.
And Mary, because of the feeling of her friend, she said, "Yes, she is, very."
And when they got off of the train, Mary caught in that stage, her mother run up and said, "Oh, darling, I'm so glad to see you."
And Mary turned her back to her mother. And she said, "I don't know you," and started to walk away.


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