<TITLE>06. Par 17-18</TITLE>L-17 And we notice again... I don't want to leave this Scripture, but it was Cleopas and his friend on the read to Emmaus, as they were going along there, broken-hearted, speaking about Jesus being crucified and dead, and the stories that they'd heard about Him being raised from the dead, and they didn't believe it... On the road going over-going back to, maybe, go to work on Monday morning, on the road back, it was while they were thinking of Him that He appeared to them, stepped out of the bushes and begin to talk to them just like an ordinary man.
He said, "Oh, why are you so weary? What's wrong with you?"
They said, "Are you just a stranger here?"
Do you believe now? This is kind of sticky, but people who had walked with Him, and talked with Him, and walked all day with Him after His resurrection, the same Jesus, and didn't know Him... He will reveal Himself to whosoever He will reveal. Oh, I pray tonight that He will take the shades from every one of our eyes and will come into this building and reveal Himself in the power of His resurrection, that every person might see Him: the sinner as their Saviour, the sick as their Healer.
And we notice that He walked with them all day. And then He made out like He was going somewhere else or going on by, and they constrained Him to come in. Oh, I like that--constraining Him to come in," Oh, Jesus, You're here in the church tonight. You must go home with me. I want to take You to my home. I never want to lose this feeling of Your presence. Let me take You home, and come in and abide with me." Never want to lose that feeling. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

L-18 You know, I want to stop here in my message just a moment and say the most glorious things that I have ever seen happen is when something anointed. Oh, I wished I could stay in that place all the time.
You read in the book, that night when the maniac run out on the platform up there to kill me at, at... where was...? Portland. You was there, Brother Jack, or was... Brother Brown was there, when that maniac run out to kill me, and threatened to do it. Great big, huge fellow. And instead of hating the man, I loved him. He wouldn't have done that. He was probably a man with a family, the same as I had, and he wouldn't have done that. It was the devil on him that was doing that. And when I loved him, I wasn't afraid of him then. Love casteth out fear. It's when you can love...
You heard the story about the old mother opossum coming up to the house. Love--it takes love to conquer. The time that bull was going to kill me out there in the field... Run right up on me. And it wasn't that I hated him. I was a game warden. I reached to get a gun; I'd left it in my car. I was glad I did, afterwards. He run up, and I thought, "Well, if I have to die, I might as well die facing him. I can't run from him. There's nothing... to get out of the way." And just then I thought, "Well, if I have to go I want to go looking at him." And when it did he ran right to me, 'cause He'd catch me anyhow. And he had a chain hanging from his nose. Just killed a colored man a few weeks before that. I forgot about him being in that field. I was going to go pray for a sick man. He threw his knee down like this and hit the dirt, roared, and here he come.


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