<TITLE>14. Par 55-57</TITLE>L-55 Jesus was going on by. And the old blind man was listening to the story, 'cause he knowed what mother told him that Messiah would be. So he's listening to this story. Jesus was going on. They was throwing stuff at Him, and making fun of Him, and telling Him, come raise the dead; they'd see there was no hoax in it and so forth like that.
And--and so, as they... Said, "And he told us then that he hid under these leaves, and he left this little door open. Then when--when... You know what? Said, 'When He comes by, I'll just peep over and get a look at Him.' Said, 'Because of everybody else was looking at Him, why for prestige sake, I'll just look at Him.' So he hid so He wouldn't see him."
"So he raised up the lid, and after while here come Jesus along, and a woman coming out, and a great big apostle in front, Simon Peter, with eleven others, saying, 'I'm sorry. The Prophet is very tired. We have to take Him on now. He's--He's kinda--didn't get to have the meeting down there, so we have to go back out of the city.'"

L-56 And said, "He watched Him. In a few minutes He come right over, raised up the lid a little bit more, and looked, said, 'You know, I kind of like the looks of that Fellow.'" There's something another, you can never look at Jesus right straight and ever feel the same any more: something about it, it'll get a hold of you.
"So he took his little leaf like this, and raised it up, and said, 'Huh, I sure fooled Him this time. I got up in the tree. And that's the Guy that knows the secrets of the heart? Huh. Well, He--He might be a prophet, for all I know.' And he gets over like this."
"He stopped right under the tree. He looked up and said, 'Zacchaeus, come on down.' Not only did He know he was in the tree, He knowed his name."
"Oh!" Bartimaeus said, "That's Him. That's the Son of David. Oh, Jesus, Thou Son of David, have mercy on me." There He goes, in a crowd of thousand, maybe seven or eight thousand people, screaming one thing and another, "Jesus, Thou Son of David, have mercy on me. Have mercy on me. I believe that You're the prophet that was to come. O Thou Son of David."

L-57 Now, he could not touch Him. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] I could preach on that right easy. Oh, what faith in God will do. Who has to be a bishop, district presbyter, Doctor LL.D. Jones? No, sir. A beggar, ragged, blind, but had faith enough.
Look at the burden on Him, with all that facing Him. No doubt but on His clothes was the stink of rotten fruits, and things they'd--vegetables, they'd throwed at Him. But He kept His head. He was facing Calvary. All the whole world was laying on His shoulders, but the faith of a blind beggar stopped Him and made Him stood still. Amen. The same mighty host of the Lord that stopped the sun for Joshua. Joshua stopped the s-u-n by faith; but blind Bartimaeus stopped the S-o-n by faith. And that same faith will bring Him from glory, where He controls the solar system, and the universe, will bring Him down into this tabernacle tonight, that same childlike faith.


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