<TITLE>20. Par 54-56</TITLE>L-54 After while, that bee reached down with his stinger, and stung Him. Anybody knows that a bee or any insect that has a stinger, when it once stings deep, it can never sting no more, because it pulls its stinger out. Death socked its stinger in the wrong flesh that time. He pulled the stinger out. Now, death can make a buzzing noise, but he--he can't sting no more. One of them that opened the doors said, "Death where is your sting? Grave where is your victory? But thanks be to God Who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." Death can buzz and act like it's going to sting, but it can't sting a heart where all doors are open, and the Son of God lives and reigns in the heart. Don't you want Him in yours this afternoon?
While the bumping of the cross is going on. That's Him standing, saying, "I stand at the door, in the Laodicean age and knock. And if any man will hear My voice, and open, I'll come in and sup." Will you sup with Him? Will you make Him Lord? Will you let Him rule your life? Will you let Him guide you and direct you? If it's against your thoughts, you--you sacrifice your thoughts. Let the mind of Christ be in you. Will you do it, while we bow our heads just a moment for a word of prayer.

L-55 "I stand and knock." Look what He did for you. The bumping of the cross. "If any man hears My voice, and will open, I'll come in. And let him set Me down, and give Me a chair, and make Me feel comfortable, not misery, not let him say, 'I don't want You in my private life. I've got enough faith; I don't need You any more for that.' Don't do that. But make Me welcome; set me in a chair, a nice comfortable chair, and say, 'Yes, Lord. Here's a little praise in my heart. Here's my hand going up, just a little sup. Here's a little soup that we could sup together, set and talk it over with You.'"
Would you like to do that? Raise up your hands, say, "Brother Branham, I now want for Him to sup with me. I want to sup with Him." God bless you, lady. Some... Would there be another? God bless you, lady. God bless you, sir. God bless you, young man. God bless you, sister. All right.
Someone else on the bottom floor before we go to the balconies. Raise up you hand, and say, "Lord come in. I--I--I want You to sup with me. I want You to talk with me. I--I--I want make You, Lord in my heart. I feeled You knocking. I--I want You to sup with me." Raise up your hands, someone else that hasn't raised their hands on the bottom floor, would feel that urge just now. Can you feel the bumping of that cross? Why, it ought to make every muscle in you quiver to know that He did that for you. And you won't as much as raise your hand for Him? Not as much as raise the hand... God bless you, back there, sir.

L-56 Up in the balconies to my left, would you raise your hand. You with your heads bowed, say, "Sup with me, Lord." God bless you over here, my colored brother. God bless you, young boy, setting there. Someone else up in the balcony? Say, "Will that do anything, Brother Branham?" If you really mean it, you pass from death to Life. He will come right in. Have you felt the cross in your heart this afternoon, that bumps down the street, Him trying to knock at your door to get in to do something good for you? Raise your hand.
Balcony to my right, up in the audience there, would you raise your hand, say, "Brother Branham, pray for me. I now..." God bless you. God bless you. That's good. Someone... God bless you. Bless you. Bless the little one there. Bless this one. That's right. Someone else, just raise your hand. God bless you. Someone else? Say, if... God bless you, back here, sir. Somebody else? Yes, the little boy setting here. Oh, sometimes them little hearts that hasn't been pulled through so many disappointments and things of the world. They're tender.


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