<TITLE>21. Par 81-84</TITLE>L-81 O God, have mercy upon our weakening, un--undone condition. It is a pitiful thing. Oh, how... The people are afraid of the Holy Ghost. You'll afraid it'll make you do something that you might misbehave yourself uncommonly. It won't do that. People are afraid.
I remember reading the books on Pentecost years ago when they used to stay all night long around the altar and pray for days. God would slay them under the power of God.
And to you Methodists, back in the old days, you talk about Divine healing, you ought to be ashamed of yourself to deny Divine healing, when John Wesley, in his own commentary, own book, wrote that he was riding his horse, and his horse fell and broke its leg. He got up and anointed the horse with oil in the Name of the Lord and got on and rode away. There's a--a...

L-82 And there in England it said that he was preaching on the Divine healing, and the Anglican church that was making fun of the very founder of Methodistism... And the Anglican church turned a fox loose and a bunch of hounds among them. And John pointed his finger in his face and said, "The sun will not set on your head three times till you'll call for me to pray for you." And the man died that afternoon calling for John.
I rode in his saddle, or set his saddle where he had his little desk behind. I sat at his--his place where he converted the rooster fighter that time on this chair. I had his robe over my shoulder, knelt on the floor where that godly man died, and offered prayer, and thanked God for a man like John Wesley. He would turn over in his grave tonight if he knowed the Methodist church getting formal and back to the traditions of men instead of staying with that Word.

L-83 You Baptists, you need to hit a sawdust trail too. John Smith prayed until his--all night and wept for the sins of the people, till his wife had to lead him to the table of a morning to give him something to eat, and feed him with a spoon.
You Methodist women wearing shorts, and smoking cigarettes, carrying on. Old John Smith, that great Methodist, when he come, preached a short sermon for four hours and you can't listen to twenty minutes, when he was eighty years old. And said, "It grieves my heart to see even the Methodist sisters wearing rings on their fingers." What about shorts now, smoking cigarettes? Shame on you.
And you Pentecostals are getting as bad. Come out of it; don't be a grafted vine; go back to the original beginning and receive the Holy Ghost like they did on...?... Amen. Don't let the bishop get a hold of you; let Christ get a hold of you. I'm glad God got a hold of me before the church did. I'd have been an infidel.
I got two little girls at home. One of them's named Sarah, and the other's named Rebekah. Rebekah is kind of a long-legged lanky girl, and Sarah is a little bitty short fellow. They're both daddy's girls 'cause I love children.

L-84 I had been out on a meeting and so tired. They just waited up till midnight; their little eyes got heavy, and they had to go to bed. So I come in about one o'clock, and I was so sleepy and laid down, and slept about an hour or two. And I couldn't sleep, and I just got up and set in the chair out in the parlor.
The little hallway runs out to the children's bedroom; wife was still asleep. I was setting there that morning, and after while I heard the--something scrambling in the children's bedroom. I looked down through like that.
Rebekah is the oldest and so she jumped up and looked around to see it was daylight. And oh, they both love daddy. And here they... Rebekah come. Well, that woke Sarah up.
Now, 'Bekah has got the longest legs and she is the biggest, so she could outrun Sarah. And so... Put me in mind of the big churches, been organized for a long time, you know.
So she run out and she straddled her little legs across mine, throwed both arms around my neck, and begin to hug me. And oh, you know how that makes me feel.


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