<TITLE>06. Par 18-21</TITLE>L-18 Down in Mexico City last year, when General Valdena--the Ge... Many of you brethren (I guess) know General Valdena the--one of the outstanding generals in the Mexican army. I had the privilege of being the first Protestant ever invited to Mexico City to pray for the sick people or have a meeting, by the Mexican army; and that was through General Valdena. I just met him the other day at the convention, the Full Gospel Businessmen, shook hands with him. "Try and come back again."
We was only there three night. I'd went to the bull ring, but we didn't get that. So they had a great big place out there in the field--a big--another big arena like. And the people... Now, talk about wanting Christ, they come there at nine o'clock in the morning, no place to set down, and I didn't even arrive till nine at night. They'd just lean against one another, like sheep standing in a field.

L-19 And I remember the second night--pouring down rain--those poor people standing there in that rain, just... the Mexican people... And the night before, there'd been a great miracle done. There was an old man come across the platform.
And in Mexico, their economics is very poorly balanced. Maybe, say Pancho makes (he's a bricklayer) makes eight pesos a day, and he'd have to work four days to get himself a pair of shoes. Now, that's the balance of the economics in Mexico. But yet, they have to pay fifty cents out of that to burn a grease candle on a million dollar altar. But then when we come...

L-20 This old fellow come up there, and he was blind. He'd been about the age of my dad, if he'd (my father) would've lived. And he didn't have no shoes on; his poor old feet all scubbed up, and his trouser legs ragged and old, dusty looking shirt on, and an old hat (and it wound up with strings), and--and he was getting close and next in the line.
And so they told him, "Next." And Brother (one of the Assembly of God evangelists there) Espinosa: you all may know Brother Espinosa from California--he... He was my interpreter, and he told him he was next. And he reached down in the pocket and got out a little rosary and started to say it.
I said, "That's not necessary."
And he come up; and I looked at him. Oh, how a fellow would feel. A poor old man, maybe never had a decent meal in his life, and he didn't have no shoes on, there I stood with a good suit and a good pair of shoes. I put my foot up to the side of his to see if my shoes would fit him; I'd have give him my shoes right there. And his shoulders was way wider than mine; my coat wouldn't fit him. And then there he was in blindness.

L-21 And I just put my arms around the old fellow, and prayed, "O God, be merciful."
All at once, I heard a "Gloria a Dios." And there he was running up-and-down the platform, could see as good as I can or you can, just having a wonderful time.
And the next night, with a platform as long as this room is here, a rick of old coats, and scarfs, and shawls that high, laying there to be prayed over. How they'd ever know who it belonged to, I don't know. And then...
And it raining, and them getting wet, just right out in the open, a great big arena. And Billy come told me; he said, "Daddy? You... There's a woman down there has got a dead baby that died this morning." Said, "You can't do nothing with her." Said, "She climbs right over top of them ushers, walking on top of their shoulders with that baby." And said, "We've shoved her off the platform three or four times. If we can't do anything; you got to come over and see her."


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