<TITLE>11. Par 37-40</TITLE>L-37 She knowed that she was at the feet of Jesus. The great big tears begin to roll down her cheeks. She patted Him on the feet. She was at the feet of her Lord. She begin to pat His feet, and the great big tears of repentance begin to roll down, spatting on His feet. She was so grateful to be at His feet.
And she looked, and His feet had become wet with her tears. She was weeping with her head down, her--her pretty curls must've fallen all down around like this. She had no towel, and her clothes were too dirty, probably, to wash His, or wipe His feet, so she just took her hair and begin washing His feet, and [Brother Branham illustrates--Ed.] kissing His feet. She was grateful.
Oh, how we ought to feel the same way, not some stuffed shirt. A lot of our Pentecostal sisters would have to stand on their head to do that. They done cut their hair off. But her hair... She was washing His feet, kissing them. Oh, she was at the feet of her Lord, kissing His feet.

L-38 And after while Simon turned around and looked. "Hmm!" My, his face raged. "Now, look what's in my house! I invited this holy-roller here, and look what... His--his own class come. There's birds of a feather." They still got that same idea. I'm so glad. I want--like to have tears to wash... What beautiful water: tears of repentance washing the feet of Jesus, tears rolling off of the cheeks of an ill-famed woman, washing the feet of Jesus: sweetest water He ever--His feet was ever washed with, tears of repentance dropping off on Jesus' feet. This beautiful young woman setting there...
Simon turned around. He whispers over to his set, said, "You see? That shows what a prophet he is. If that man was a prophet, he would know what kind of a woman that was washing His feet." You old hypocrite. You think He didn't know it? Said, "You see, I told you he wasn't a prophet."
See, they had their own idea about religion. They had their own idea about God, but it was a million miles from the real thing. That's the way today: We have our own-made creeds and our thoughts about it. "As long as we're Methodist, Baptist, Presbyterian, or Pentecostal, it's all right." But for me, I'll take tears of repentance. Take my life and all I got, to help wash that dirty name of holy-roller away from that real Lord Jesus; that true Son of God thought of today as some fanatic, a telepathy, or some mental-upset person.

L-39 Let me in my life, pour out not only my tears but my heart, and all that's in me, stand and try to live what's right by His grace, never compromise on that beautiful Gospel, that Holy Ghost that saved me. Call it whatever you want to, to me, it's Jesus. And the world's letting Him set with dirty feet--with a dirty name as holy-roller, some delinquent-minded person, or something, the only kind that He has. That's what they think.
Simon, red in the face, "Now, looky here; we had this holy-roller here to have some... We thought we'd have some entertainment out of him. I'd prove that he wasn't a prophet. Calls himself a prophet; he's only a telepathist. He's only possessed of the devil. He's a fortuneteller. And that proves my point. There he is, setting there in the corner, and his own kind with him. And there this ill-famed woman, standing there washing His feet." And maybe the foot wash flunky was bidden not to wash His feet, just so they could have some show out of Him.

L-40 Lot of people comes to our meetings just to laugh, they can't make a show out of Him. He knows your heart. You'll stand before Him someday, sinner.
Here recently a group of people gathered in the back--student ministers. And every time I'd start to preach, they'd say, "Hallelujah, praise the Lord, Hallelujah,"--not knowing that same God that they're making fun of, will be their Judge someday. That's right.


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