<TITLE>06. Par 47-55</TITLE>L-47 Now, so therefore in... I thought, closing in this last meetings and so forth, as we were--as we're doing, we would--we would have maybe some of the discernment at the last of the meeting, if the Lord's willing, and maybe during the time of the meeting. We just don't know what He's going to do. I like it that way. Don't set no certain thing; just let Him do as He wants to do.
Now, get the 4th chapter of the Book of Revelations and stop the clock.
[A man says, "Brother Bill?"--Ed.] Yes? ["Can I speak?"] Yes, brother. [The brother testifies. Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] Certainly, I believe that. Absolutely, I believe that.

L-50 Here, Brother Welch Evans, I think that's him setting right back there. Let me... While we're turning to Revelations 4.
Here not long ago, you all heard and read in the papers about this band in Louisville that steals these cars, takes them down to Kentucky somewhere, real quick. And in Kentucky you don't even have to have a title; they'll make you one in Kentucky. So you just... The only thing you have to do to take it over there and sell it. So they'll take these cars and run them in and repaint them again, and bring those cars out and sell them. And all you have to have is your number of your block, and you--and they'll make you a title. So they just take the car off the street and get it off real quick, and run it in some shop somewhere, just change the whole thing over all together (See?), and--and repaint it and everything, take it out and sell it. There's a racket of it, and especially all over the United States, and great--great of it is in Kentucky. I read an article in the paper here not long ago about it.

L-52 Well, big, good-hearted, precious Brother Evans and his family, driving all the way from Macon, Georgia, up here every Sunday to hear the Gospel. And, oh, how loyal, and what real friends. Then he goes over to Miller's Cafeteria where...
I'm not plugging for Miller's, but I certainly think that they got the best food in Kentucky: Louisville, Kentucky, anyhow. As far as... Now, I ain't meaning you private homes that I've eat in over there, now, I mean for, you know, outside. And I eat over there too. I can feed my family there cheaper than I can feed them at home. That's right.
So then I go in over there, and so Brother Evans he goes in, and he gets him something to eat, and parks his car out there. When he comes out (with all of his clothes and family and all of them), he didn't have no car or nothing. It was all gone. Well, poor fellow, Brother Evans is a man like all of us, he has a little business down there, and he works on cars, buys wrecks and fixes them up. He's a poor man, and spends his money coming up here to--'cause he believes in this type of Gospel. I'm praying that God will send them a messenger down there somewhere to help them down in that country.

L-55 Now, Brother Evans come up, so he didn't know what to do. He'd notified police, and they couldn't find it. So he come over home, he and Brother Fred and them; we'd set in the room and talked about it. I said... Now, that's the way we'd do; we set in the room, find out what takes place, then we go to God. So when we asked the Lord to turn the man that had the car, turn him around and send him back, wherever he was...
Usually they run them down around Bowling Green or somewhere, get them right out of the hot spot here (You see?), so they could--till they get them repainted and fixed up. This was a nice car; I think station wagon. Was that right, Brother Evans? It was a--a station wagon.


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