<TITLE>09. Par 62-71</TITLE>L-62 Now, it's a very strange thing that God would send His prophet to a widow woman's house. What a place. But she must've been a real virtuous woman, or He'd have never sent His prophet there. Oh, if a person was worthy, would've to be a worthy person to entertain a man like Elijah.
You remember, it was Zechariah, in his house, that he'd been loyal and true, waiting for God to give them a child, and the Angel, Gabriel, come to the house. It was virgin Mary who'd lived clean and pure, and waiting for a promise of God, that He sent an Angel to.

L-64 Talk about running around with the world and flirt with the world, and then expect to see Angels and have miracles done, it's out of God's program. You must live right. Clean up the house; clean up your habits; clean up the things of the world; get rid of your cards and your worldly association; get ready, and then the Angel of God can speak and say, "Fear not, it's I." Then things take place. But he...

L-65 The little woman was down praying, not knowing that walking down the mountain come the prophet. He'd had a vision where to go to. God don't lead His people blindly; He tells them where they're going. He was looking into the city. Oh, it was terrible. People were starving to death, and screaming for water, and hungry people... It's a reflection of immorality. It's a reflection of sin.
And this nation's in for it. You can't... The balances, even the law of nature would not let it be, when we're--when we're wasting money with riotous living, and half of the world's starving to death (and they're all human beings to which Christ died for).

L-67 That's the reason the mission fields is on my heart. You have wonderful ministers here in Phoenix, and all around over the United States and places, churches on every corner, great men of God, healing services, great men like Oral Roberts and other great men preaching. And there's people over yonder, dying by the thousands every day, that never heard of the Name of Jesus. Poor little, dirty, hungry Negroes, way down yonder in Africa and over in India, little fellows laying on the street, dying, don't even know what "God" means. And then we argue about our little differences of religious belief. Oh, it's not just exactly right; I don't think, friends, if it's on your heart to see that.

L-68 Now, notice this poor little woman, after she'd looked out the window and saw that it was about to break day, little did she know what was waiting for her. She was thinking it was death for her and her little boy. So now, while she's asleep, let's just look at her for a few minutes. She goes, after she prays, and she strokes his little hair back out of his eyes, and said, "Darling little fellow, you look so much like your precious, sainted daddy. How he trusted God. How he gave his life for the cause of Israel out on the battlefield, and you look so much like him. And, honey, I don't know why the innocent suffer with the guilty, but they do."
This nation, Christians will suffer because of unrighteousness in polities, make the whole nation suffer.

L-70 Now I can see her go in and say, "I'll fix a little cake now. I've got just enough for one little cake of--of bread left, and when we eat it, then we'll die." So she goes into the room, and takes the meal out of the meal barrel. I can see her just dusting it with that little bony hand, as she strikes across the little keg that it was in: beating it out, every bit of dust, and she finally got just enough for one cake, goes over to the little cruse and holds it up and drains every bit of the oil out of it, about a spoonful.

L-71 Now, the meal, all those things has a meaning. Meal represented Christ. Christ was the meal-offering. When they ground the meal for the wave-offering, for Christ, which was Christ in the wave- offering in the Old Testament, they ground it with a certain type of burr, that every little piece of meal must be cut just the same, because Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.


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