<TITLE>03. Par 10-12</TITLE>L-10 And I remember this little woman, she kept her--her--little apron--had her little apron; she'd wear it to church. She didn't live but a little ways, and we were all poor. And she reached under the pocket, this little old pocket, and brought out one of them little pocketbooks that snaps on top, you know. Reaching down after for those nickels, oh, my. I'd took that, I'd felt like Judas that took that money, them thirty pieces of silver. And I seen her reach... I looked at that, a great, big, lump come in, you know how that feeling in your throat like a lump? I said, "Oh, I was just teasing you. I didn't mean that." I said, "I just wanted to see what you'd say."
And here the deacon was in the church, with the hat in his hand; he looked at me, and said, "What must I do?"
I said, "Just hang my hat up. Why, I was just going on." See? I knowed if she'd put that nickel or dime in there, I couldn't stand it. So I never will forget... Honey, she knows about it. I said...
I went over, and I had an old bicycle that Brother John Ryan, he was really a kinda like a House of David, long hair, and he rode it down there and he gave to me. It wasn't--it wasn't backslid, it was just wore out. That was all. So I went down to the ten cent store, and got a can of paint and painted it, and set it out front, and sold it for five dollars. I didn't have to take up the offering. So that was the closest I ever come of taking an offering.

L-11 So we are not here for that purpose. We are here to try to help you, to try to do something to make--to make it a--the neighborhood here a little easier to do right, a little harder to do wrong, make life a little pleasanter to you, maybe, that God will heal your sickness, and lengthen your days, save the lost, help the churches. These are my sponsors; they are men who believes the same thing I believe. They wouldn't be setting up here if they didn't believe it. And they're, to me, the cream of the crop. Now, I--I mean that, not to be...
Some of them there with gray hair, older than I was, and out here preaching on the corner with a--a guitar and a tambourine, when I was just a sinful boy. So I feel little to stand out in front of these man, this afternoon. They should be here. They made the road easy for me to travel over, preaching these things would come, and here they are coming. So one plants, another waters; God gets the increase. That's the way it'll be.

L-12 And on that great morning, over there, when the table's set across the canopies of the skies, when all life is over, and we set down at that wedding supper, I want to be there so bad, brethren. Oh, I want to be there. I--I believe I will. If I live right and try hard, God will let me come there, not by what I do, but by His grace, I'll reach across the table and shake hands with some of you all, and say, "I remember you, you was at Yakima. (See?) on earth. No doubt a little tear will run down our cheeks for joy.
Then the great thing, to see the King come out, in all of His beauty, and wipe the tears from our eyes, say, "Don't cry, children, it's all over now. Enter into the joys of the Lord, that's been prepared for you since the foundation of the world."
That's what I want to hear, then we'll be changed from this creature that we are, be immortal, made like unto His own glorious body. Then the toils of the hot days, and the fanning and so forth, will all be over then. We'll enter into the peace of the Lord forever. Till that time, let's labor, work, and pray, watching for the coming of the Lord.


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