<TITLE>08. Par 23-24</TITLE>L-23 Joshua fought every inch of ground from one end of the country to the other one. But he had a promise. God said, "I've give it to you." Amen. Whether there's giants, whether there's atheists, where there's infidels, where there's cold formal churches, what difference does it make? God give the promise; let's take it. It's ours; it belongs to us. It's our possession. Let's go get it. Don't be afraid; don't stay back and say, "Well, I--I believe the days of miracles is past. Oh, I don't know." Don't do that. That don't look like a child of Abraham. No matter how far along, the promise seemed to hold out. Well, it went on for twenty-five years. But instead of Abraham getting weaker, he got stronger all the time, for he knowed it'd be a greater miracle all the time.
And we'll be prayed for one night, and the next morning we still got a bad stomach; we'll say, "Maybe I never got my healing, have to go through the line again." Oh, you call yourself a child of Abraham? Hallelujah. If God made a promise, God gave the promise, and you believe it; I don't care what takes place; it's yours. Fight the devil on every ounce of ground he stands on; walk over and take it. Take the sword of the Word.
God's promises is true. Nothing can stop them; they're God's promises. He give us the promise of that just like He did the children of Israel. The Pentecostal church has come to their Kadesh-Barnea. Are we able? Can we do it? "Jesus Christ the same yesterday, today, and forever." Can we walk up there and take a hold of God's promise and say, "It's the truth; I claim it. I own it; it's mine. God gave it to me."
"How you going to do it?"
"I don't know; it's none of my business."

L-24 Like I was preaching one time on Elijah. And a man told me after service; he said, "Now, wait a minute, preacher; I believe that you're a more sane man than to actually believe that them crows brought Elijah fish and bread."
I said, "I believe it, every word of it." Said, "The fish was fried and the bread was cooked."
He said, "How do you... Where... Tell me then, my friend..." He was a Jehovah Witness. He said, "Tell me then, my friend; where did those crows get that fried fish and baked bread?"
I said, "That's not for me to question. It wasn't Elijah to have questioned. The only thing he knowed, when he got hungry, the crows was setting there bringing him the bread and fish and he eat it." I said, "That's the same thing about the baptism of the Holy Ghost. I can't tell you where it comes from, how it gets there; I know it comes, and I enjoy it. And that's all I care about."
I can't tell you how Divine healing works. I can't tell you how a black cow can eat green grass and give white milk, but I drink it anyhow. I don't try to find the formula of it. I don't know what causes the Holy Ghost to fall in a meeting and people speak in tongues and prophesy, cripples jump up from the wheelchairs, and sick gets healed. I can't tell you that. Only thing I know: God has promised it and it's our possession. Let's take it and go with it. They can't explain how far it is to the moon or how many molecules is in an atom; that's none of their business. But the only thing they know; God promised it; they got it and enjoying it. Amen.


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