<TITLE>22. Par 63-65</TITLE>L-63 But that old blind beggar over there, saying, "Oh, thou son of David," and He stopped. Brother, I'd like to preach to you sometime, "And He Stopped." Yes, sir. He stopped, and when He did, He turned around. Now, his voice... He didn't hear it, of course not. But his faith stopped Him. His faith stopped Him. And they brought him. He said, "What would--that I would do for you?"
He said, "Lord, that I might receive my sight."
He said, "Thy faith has saved thee." See, if he had faith enough to stop Him, faith to touch Him... Don't you see how that compares with the rest of the Scripture? See? If he had faith enough to stop Him, well, then he had faith enough to accept his healing. "Thy faith has saved thee. Thy faith did it." And He went walking on with His head towards Jerusalem (oh, my), going on towards Jerusalem. I can see blind Bartimaeus standing there, saying, "He told me... He told me my faith. What faith? The faith that I believe that He was Messiah. How could He have heard me, and me setting way back there two or three hundred yards against that wall? And all them screaming and carrying on, and people acting the way they were, how... Why, I had enough faith to believe, and I stopped Him, and He told me... Say, I--I--I can see my hands." And the Bible said he followed Him then, rejoicing and praising God. The faith of one blind beggar stopped Him on such a mission as that. The faith of one person here tonight can bring Him from glory right to this building. Sure it will. He can heal you. He can--He can give you deliverance.

L-64 I read a little story on blind Bartimaeus. Before I close, my time is gone; but I'd just like to say this before I close, and we'll make the altar call. Now, notice just a moment.
I read a story. It perhaps was fiction. Maybe it was, I don't know. But I was reading on blind Bartimaeus, said he'd been blind since he was a--a young boy, that he went blind. But he was married, and he had a wife and a little curly headed girl that he'd never seen in his life. And said one night he got sick. And they told, the story did, that he had some turtledoves that would get out there. They'd do little tumbles over one another, and that would attract the attention of the--of the passerby. And they'd watch them little doves go do little tumbles over one another, and the people would stop and laugh a little bit, and then give him a coin. That's the way they still do it.

L-65 And so his little girl got sick. They had the physician out, and the doctor said, "Well," said, "there's too high a fever on the child. I--I don't think the child's going to live, Bartimaeus. We have nothing to break that fever, so I--I don't believe the child is going to live." And Bartimaeus just said... Maybe he stepped out along the side of his little dobe--adobe hut, and stood out there, and he said, "Jehovah, if You will just heal my little girl and don't let her die, I promise You tomorrow I'll make You a sacrifice of my two little turtledoves." See, something you have to give up...
People think today just because they do a little something... No, it's something that really hurts, something you have to dig way down to get. That's the kind that God sees. "I'll give You my two little turtle doves and just go ahead without them." And said next morning his--the fever was gone. He went and offered the two turtledoves.


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