<TITLE>09. Par 69-80</TITLE>L-69 Then God sends a message of comfort too. This was a message of comfort.
Sometime ago when they had slavery in the south, the Boers brought over from South Africa, the native, what we call today, the colored man. And they brought them over here and sold them to the Americans in the south to make slaves out of them.
Great uprise about it in Africa today, assassinations, and so forth, going on. They are fighting for their freedom. They have a right to fight for it. God made man; man made slaves. It never was intended.

L-72 Some few years ago I was in a coliseum, or a great museum, rather. I was walking around, looking at different pictures and things, for I admire art. I think God is in art. And I walked up, and I noticed there was an old Negro man; he was real old, stooped in his shoulders, just a little rim of hair at the back of his head. He had his hat on. And he was walking around, and something in that manner, looking around, as if he was watching or looking for something in the museum. I stood back and watched him for a little while.
And after while he come to a certain little box there. And he looked into it, and he startled, and his eyes brightened up. He jumped back from the box a minute, took off his little plug hat, held it in his hand. And I watched him. And as the old darkie bowed his head, the tears begin to drop off of his cheeks. And I watched him with an amazement, for quite a little bit.

L-74 Then I thought, "I'll find out what the old fellow was so excited about." I walked around on this side, and it looked to me like a dress laying in there.
And I looked at him standing there. And I walked over, I said, "How do you do, uncle?"
And he said, "How do you do, sir."
And I said, "I am a minister. I was surprised to see you offering prayer at this place." I said, "I would believe that you are a Christian."
He said, "I am, sir."
And I said, "What excited you so much?"
He said, "Come here." And I walked with the old fellow over there. He said, "You see that dress?"
I said, "Yes, sir."
He said, "You see that spot on there?"
I said, "Yes, sir."
Said, "Put your hand on my side."
I said, "What's that rough place?"
He said, "A slave belt went around there one day. That's the blood of Abraham Lincoln." He said, "His blood took the slave belt off of me." Said, "Wouldn't that excite you too?"

L-79 I stood there in amazement. I thought, "If the blood of Abraham Lincoln would excite--excite a slave for taking a slave belt off of him, what ought the Blood of Jesus Christ to do to a people like Rosella here, that was a slave to alcoholism; to me dying a miserable wretch? He took the slave belt of sin from my heart. Oughtn't it to excite a man? Oughtn't it to make him feel different? Oughtn't it to make him reverence when he thinks of it? You can't see a tree without bowing your head hardly, or knowing that Jesus redeemed your life on that tree.

L-80 As we continue a moment, with the slaves and our thought... There was a proclamation, Emancipation of the Proclamation, that was signed, and the slaves was going to be free upon a certain day. You don't know. Oh, if you've never met Christ, you never know what that meant to them slaves. When it went, the message, throughout the land, that, "You're going to be free on such-and-such a day, at daylight. You're going to be free. You'll not have to wear slave belts any more, neither will you get any more whippings. But you are free, and you are a citizen of this great United States. You are not no more a slave, after daylight on a certain-certain morning." Oh, with great anticipations, they waited.
If the sinner could only see that, if the sinner would only hear the true Gospel, not the joining of a church; but the preaching of the Gospel, that you can be free from sin, that you can be free from your sickness. "At a certain-certain time," that's the time you believe.


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