<TITLE>19. Par 193-202</TITLE>L-193 I told my wife, not long ago, "Think of what it was when nobody would talk to me. And I love people. They wouldn't listen to me." I remember reading a book, going to school...
I sent my children to school the other day; I could get them books and things; how thankful I was. I'd go to school with no shoes on, hair hanging down my neck, no clothes, a little old coat on with no shirt under it. Didn't even have a lead pencil, or a piece of paper to write on. I had to bum a lead pencil, a penny lead pencil and a piece of paper to write some problems that was on the board, or something. Nothing. It was wrong.

L-195 When I remember reading in a book, one day, where Abraham Lincoln got off of a--a boat down in, I believe, New Orleans. There he seen, standing in the pasture, some little Negro children with their little feet, where an old cow had laid all night, got the frost off the ground. And he was... They were standing there singing, "You got shoes, and I got shoes, and all God's children's got shoes."
When he got off the boat, he looked. Standing in the bull pen, and there stood a great big, healthy colored man standing there. His little wife with a baby on her arm, crying. They was auctioning him off to breed him with bigger women to make bigger slaves. Lincoln clutched his hands like that and hit his fists together; he said, "That's wrong." Said, "Someday I'll hit that, if it takes my life." It took his life. But he hit it and he killed it.

L-198 I said, "This drinking, this wrong living is wrong. Someday I'll hit it." How was I going to hit it with a name like I had? Nobody'd talk to me. That's the reason I questioned my commission. Nobody cared for me. I wasn't known nowhere, but just amongst my people here.
By the grace of God, I have to leave my home; I can't even stay there for the people around the world, calling it. Men of all kinds, potentates, monarchs, kings, great people, business men, ministers, from all over the world, calling; call, call, call, day after day, night after night. What did it? The Blood of Jesus Christ that cleansed my soul. As the blood of Abraham Lincoln took the slave belt off of a colored man, the Blood of Jesus Christ took sin's shackles from me; and took me from a name that was lower than an animal name, and put me a name as a son of His--of His grace.

L-200 And I'm ready to go to Jordan this morning. I'm ready to stand to my commission. I've loved people. I've catered to them. He's met me, vision after vision, which I don't have time to tell; and you know, it's wrote right here in the backs of these books. Saying, "You're catering too much to people. To walk with Me, you'll walk alone. You're putting too much emphasis on those signs."
I didn't know what the rest of it was, but the hour has come. The hour has come, when I seen the hand come down to Joshua, said, "I was with Moses. I'll be with you." I believe it this morning. From henceforth and this day on, I serve God in my commission. He wants to show me signs or wants to show me visions, He can show them to me. If He does not; never will I stand before people, trying to let their faith pull something out of me any more. I'll pray for the sick, and commit them unto God, and let them go. If they believe the commission, God is just as true. He's brought me to this far, just as He did Moses. Just as He did Joshua, so has it did the same.

L-202 My humble prayer is, "God, forgive me. Let me rise and try again. Help me, Lord. Let me lead this people and stand in the Word, so we can go up to Jordan, go into the promised land, where the great ransomed Church of God will be saved to sin no more." That's my desire this morning. Believe it and live. Believe it and be healed. I speak to you in the Name of the Lord. Let us pray.


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