<TITLE>06. Par 19-22</TITLE>L-19 And then, they took the towel and wiped this face off, and his neck then would feel cool, and his feet was clean, and he was rested. He felt more like meeting the master of the house. Then he went to the next room, and who stood there but the master of the house. Then it was... They would meet them (stand up just a minute, brother) something on this order. When the guest come in, now, he wouldn't feel like meeting the master of the house if his feet was dirty and his body was stinking with the smelled like the animals that crossed over the trail, and his feet all sore and dusty, and his neck burning. He was...
After he was washed up, and--and was--the stink was off of him, and he was perfumed and clean, he would meet the master. And then they would put their hands, and pat one another like this. And then when they did, they greeted each other with a kiss on both sides of the neck (See?), so then they (stand up a minute), like this, kissed each other on both sides of the neck. (Forgive me. I ought to have went through with the rest of the demonstration.)

L-20 And then after he was washed and perfumed--his neck not with the dust on it, not the smell of manure, but his perfume was on there, then the--he felt fresh, so that the--the one that had invited him would feel released to kiss him on the neck.
And then when he give him the kiss, the kiss was the welcome. "Come on in. Everything, just make yourself at home," when he kissed him and greeted him. "Come in. Everything's yours. You're one of us now. Your feet is washed, and you're--you're perfumed over, and groomed, and now I have kissed you welcome. Now, just come into my home, and just go to the refrigerator, and get something to eat, lay down, do whatever you wish to. You're just at home now, because I've made you welcome."

L-21 How did that foot-wash flunky ever pass Him? I wished I could've been there. I'd--I'd have been watching for Him. I'd have had a special bowl of water ready for Him. I would've loved to have met Him. I don't know; something must've happened. He was--He wasn't there; He missed Him. And nobody kissed Him; nobody washed Him; nobody groomed Him; nobody made Him welcome. But He come anyhow, because He was invited.
I wonder, sometimes when we invite Him, do we think of those things? Make Him welcome. Don't be ashamed of Him. Just when He comes in your heart, worship Him. "Lord, come to my heart." Then when He comes, are you ashamed, because you're standing the Presence of somebody else? When you hear someone take His precious Name in vain, are you ashamed to walk up and say, "Don't do that. That hurts me so bad. That's my Master that you're taking His Name in vain." I wonder if we really welcome Him? I hope we do.

L-22 There's so many today, will invite Him to the city for a revival; and then He can come, and then they just say, "Oh, pass by that stuff. There's nothing to it." We asked Him, but we never made Him welcome. Sometimes maybe we think He'd say something would be against our belief.
Why wasn't Simon... Why wasn't he interested in Him? How did they miss Him? But there He sets over in the corner just like a wallflower, His precious little head hanging down; everybody passing by. Oh, they were interested in the affairs. And the pastor was there, and they had their social gatherings and their talking; but what about poor Jesus? Why, He wasn't welcomed and he... Nobody... Why He--He didn't even have His feet washed. There was a stink. He was unlovable; He was unwelcome.


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