<TITLE>18. Par 62-65</TITLE>L-62 When that inspector come along and shook that thing and the car was good and solid, he shut the door, and put a Pennsylvania seal on there, woe unto that person that'll break that seal, until that car has reached its destination.
And when God sees that you're really sold out for Him, and He fills you with Holy Ghost, you're sealed by the Holy Ghost until your destination...?... "Grieve not the Holy Spirit of God whereby you are sealed until the day of your redemption." That's exactly what the Scripture says. So don't get scared; just keep on moving. Receive the Holy Ghost. It's all winding up into that.

L-63 How the people that's honest, the true children of God, what they've got to live for today, what you got ahead of you? If you could only realize it. (Tomorrow night or next night or sometime, I want to tell my vision and--to see what lays ahead of us.) Everything lays ahead. How much we got to live true for. How can you, who once breathed the Name of Jesus Christ, go back out in the world and turn back upon that Blood that sanctified you? How can you do it? I'm persuaded you didn't have it to begin with. That's right. Every man that's ever tasted the goodness of the Lord, why, the things of the world becomes as dead as midnight. That's right. Come in and receive the Holy Ghost. Don't play church. Don't act like your neighbor. Come in and say, "Lord, I want You to fill me with the real Holy Spirit."
Why would you take a substitute, by shaking a preacher's hand, and be sprinkled a few times or something like that? Why would you take a substitute of theology of some man-made creed, when the skies are full of Pentecostal power (Amen), the real genuine Pentecost?

L-64 The believer has something to live for. We ought to live like it, reaching every day for everything that we can get a hold of from God. Leaving the world behind, burning your ships every day, burning the track behind you; keep on moving, reaching, pulling, seeking, hungering, thirsting for God.
Be real fanatically about it. Just move on. A fanatic is a over enthused person. I'm an--I'm an--really a fanatic. I'm over enthused about my Lord. How did He ever save me? How did He ever give me the Holy Ghost? Why did He ever let me preach? How did He let me love people and people love me? Oh, I'm so thrilled over Him, I just keep reaching with all that's in me, stretching my skin to try to get to him, just moving with everything that I've got. That's what we should do.

L-65 Reminds me of the story I heard sometime ago. A bunch American artists went down into Rome to study art. I seen in the, I believe tonight's paper, where there was some artists coming in one of the cities, here pretty soon, to start an art gallery. I love art. God's in art, the right kind of art. God's in music, the right kind of music. God's in dancing, the right kind of dancing. God's in shouting, the right kind of shouting. Sin is perversion, is taking the right thing and made it wrong.
Now, like a certain church was on a... Somebody called me, here not long ago... A great church (and it was on the television)... A fellow called me, said, "Come here, preacher. Come down here a minute. Want you to see a television program." And there was one of our great denominations, in the church, had some of the things covered over (My, this wasn't a Catholic church; this was a Protestant church), covered over the things and was practicing this rock-and-roll. And they said that long has the church forsaken and overlooked the beautiful art of rock-and-roll. If that ain't a perverted spirit, I don't know what it is...?... Rock-and-roll is of the devil. I don't care how many religious songs people can sing, rock-and-roll, and boogly-woogly, and that kind of stuff come out of the jungles of Africa. That's exactly right. It's the devil.


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