<TITLE>25. Par 231-241</TITLE>L-231 I've often thought, when Jesus was setting in that old Pharisee's house there, nobody paid any attention to Him, but He had dirty feet. They didn't meet Him at the door and wash His feet and anoint Him, taking the manure and stuff where He'd been walking; His garment sweeping around, brought that old stink of the road where horses and things had traveled, and--and got that stink on Him.
They'd always wash their feet; that was the custom. And a foot-wash flunky stayed at the door. And when the man come, they would wash his feet, and reach up there and get a little pair of sandals that fit him, put it on. And they anointed his head, and they--and made him smell good, and the burn in his neck from the rays of the sun, comb back his hair. He went in.

L-233 And the welcome at the guest, now here's the way. Stand up here a minute, Pat, I want to show you something. Here's the way they did it. They'd welcome him like this. Now, I believe... No, right here, I believe it's like something on this order here, to welcome like this (See?), and hug one another. And he was welcome.
But when Jesus come to this feast, just like He come to the Pentecostal feast here, somebody had missed Him. They were so interested in their affairs, the bishops and so forth was there. Jesus was invited but nobody washed His feet. And there He was setting over in the corner; they hardly knew He was there, with His feet stinking, dirt all over Him, dusty.

L-235 And then there's a poor old harlot down the street, come up there; she only had a little bit of money in a sack. And she looked over and she seen Jesus setting there with dirty feet. It broke her heart. She said, "That's the Man that forgive that woman her sins. That's the Man that I've heard that done the healing. Why don't they pay attention to Him?"
Because the bishops and all of them was around, they ousted Him out. There He... They invited Him to come.
That's the way we do. We invite Him to come to our meetings, but then when we come we're ashamed of Him. "Oh, I wouldn't say--and say, 'Praise the Lord.' Oh, no, that Sister Jones is, they'd think I was a holy-roller." You hypocrite. That's right. "I'm afraid I'd speak in tongues and they'd call me a tongues man." You're a miserable wretch.
Now, remember, this is going in. You see? And you're miserable, wretched, poor, naked, and blind, and don't know it.

L-239 Jesus setting there with unwashed feet. And a street harlot, I could see her go down, let's--let's all take her for a minute. I can see her go down to the store, and she say, "I..." And the tears begin to run down her face, and she said, "I--I can't do it. If--if I take this stuff up there, He'll know where I got this money. He knows how I got it, but it's the only thing I got."
That's all He wants. That's all He wants. He don't care. You just come, "Nothing in my arms I bring."

L-241 So she got some ointment and she brought it up. And she got up there and she thought, "Oh, if I could just see Him." Then she slipped in and got around the door somewhere.
And, no, they hadn't made Him welcome. So she took the alabaster box and broke it and put it on her--on His feet, and begin to wash His feet. And she got to crying, "Oh, it's bound to be Him. That's the One I've read of always in the Bible. I know He'd recognize it." And the first thing you know... What beautiful water for His feet, tears of repentance dropping off on His feet. She didn't have no rag to wipe His feet with it, so she reached up and got her hair. Pretty curls all broke down, tears running down her face like that. She washed His feet, and once in a while she would [Brother Branham makes the sound of a kiss--Ed.] kiss His feet, wash His feet like that.


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