<TITLE>04. Par 11-13</TITLE>L-11 Thank you, my friends, for what was in the offering. It'll go to the treasury, and from that will go to the foreign fields, bring this message to the heathens and those people who don't have one meal, maybe once a week to eat on. That's where it'll go. And may the God of heaven return it to you a hundredfold and put golden bricks in that home of yours beyond the sky, is my prayer.
Write to me any time now that you wish. Call me on the phone. Many times I'm kinda not around Jeff very much. My address, Jeffersonville, Indiana, Post Office Box 325. If you can't think of the 3-2-5, just send it Jeffersonville. And if you want to call me, my number is BUtler 2-1519. If you can't get it to that number, then call BUtler 2-3826. Can't get it to that, call BUtler 3-6771, can't get it to that oh, better stop at that though. But anyhow the main number to call to get me: BUtler 2-1519; that's fifteen-nineteen. That's the office, and they can tell you about where I could be located. Any hour of the night or anything I can do to pray for you by the phone, send you a prayer cloth or anything, absolutely free, there's nothing to... Be glad to do it.

L-12 And now, I suppose there's been things happening in the last three meetings that startled me. This morning I set with my son for nearly an hour and I said, "Billy, what's wrong?" Last night, it come forth again; I'm leaving the field. What's the matter? Am I going home? Is my work finished? Is my--this type of ministry done? Am I going to the foreign fields? I don't know. I say those things, but something's fixing to happen. I don't know what it is. So if it is to a field beyond the river yonder, over to the heathen, wherever it might be, I feel that America had its message. And if it is, I want to ask you a favor: Until we meet again at the great river yonder at the end of the road, will you pray for me? Thank you.
When the witch doctor is challenging me to a debate, when the demons of all sorts in the foreign fields if I shall be called, as they usually do, I'll remember over around Bloomington, Illinois, and its round about cities, I got a bunch of people on a Sunday afternoon who raised their hands, "I'll be praying for you." And when I have to walk out on the floor to meet it, I'll know that I'm covered by the Blood up in your prayers.

L-13 Can we bow our heads now for a word of prayer? Gracious Father, we're giving thanks to Thee from the depths of our souls for all that we have heard from You, we have read from Your Word and seen You make manifest to us this week. We thank You for this fine people, for this fine ministers, for their fine churches, for this great college, for this auditorium, for all that has been done and said, for the ushers, for the musicians, for the singers, just everything, Father. If I miss out any, bless them, Father.
You have seen every little move, every little gracious move. You seen the mother, the daddy put in a portion of their living to support this meeting. They did it because that You were speaking to them. We could not give it back to them, and would not, because that we'd rob them from the blessing that lays just beyond. For one day we read in the Bible that where Jesus was watching the rich put a lot of money in the offering, but a poor widow came by and put in about three pennies. Lord, guess, if I'd have been standing there, I'd have run up and grabbed her hand and said, "Don't do that, sister. We got enough in here." But You were standing there, and You didn't stop her. For You knew what lay just ahead. You knew that You'd return it to her a hundredfold.
So, Father, I know that You--Your great eye watched every move that we made. We pray that whatever we have done, and the feeble efforts that we had, that it's been pleasing in Your sight.


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