<TITLE>06. Par 14-16</TITLE>L-14 And then we find him setting there. And after a bad night, well, he seen there was no one there, so he thought maybe that he would set down on a rock. You know the walls had been torn down in his day from where Joshua had went in, and big rocks was laying out to one side. So he must have found his way out by the side of the northern gate that leads up towards Jerusalem. And he sat down there in the sunlight. And he was thinking, "Well, it's coming on springtime now, and I believe I'll just set here in the warm sun. I'm chilly this morning, and my clothes are thin, and I'll just set here in the warm sun for just a little while, and--and maybe there might be one left out that I could get my coin. If I don't, my family will--will be hungry today."
And as he set there he begin to think about his dream. "Last night I dreamed that I could see. Oh, how the skies must look pretty. The hills are beginning to bloom again." Then his mind goes back to the time he was a little boy when he used to live around the bank there on the Jordan, and along in that early spring, why, there used to be the big buttercups would come up, and the little flowers. How, a little boy, how he used to roam over the hill and set down and--and pick those flowers, and lay out there, and oh, of the morning and think of how pretty the skies was, the big white clouds coming by in the springtime, and how the green was coming up, how blue the sky, and the Jordan in her swelling time, the snow coming down out of the Judaea, and how the flowers was blooming.

L-15 And then he would hear a familiar voice that we all like to hear, a sweet voice of a mother, calling, "Bartimaeus, my little one, your lunch is ready." And then when his father was in the field somewhere working, how he'd come in, how that little Jewish mother would wait on the steps for him, and pick him up in her arms, and hug him, and set him down to his--his dinner. And then after he'd got through, go out on the porch. And he used to set out on the porch, and how his mother would rock him, and he'd have to take his afternoon nap. So how she'd rake the hair back out of his eyes, and--and she'd look up and see those pretty, big, soft eyes of a mother, and how she would kiss his little cheeks and say, "Oh, how I thank great Jehovah God for a nice little boy like you, Bartimaeus. You know, Bartimaeus, when you were born I dedicated you to Jehovah. I've always believed that Jehovah would use you someday, Bartimaeus, He would use you for His glory." And then he'd think, "Here I am setting here blind, not over maybe a mile from where I played and seen. And how could Jehovah ever use me? I'm blind. There's no hopes for me."

L-16 But we don't always know, you know. God works in mysterious ways his wonders to perform. If we commit anything to God and believe it, like our children or whatevermore, let's believe that God will answer that prayer. The day 'fore I left to go away, the phone constantly ringing, and the mothers with their children and saying, "I pray for them. "
I said, "Now, just commit them to God. That's all you have to do. And don't put your hands on it any more. Let God have it." If you're going to do something about it, then God will stand back and let you go ahead till you get finished. But when you commit it to God and let Him have it, then He will do it. You just--you just believe Him. Just stand back, and don't work, but believe. That's where grace is imputed for righteousness, if you believe that God will.


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