<TITLE>08. Par 26-29</TITLE>L-26 Maybe this little girl was brought up in a home like that, and she'd just been turned loose on the street. If she'd had a praying mother like this alcoholic brother had, things might be different. He said his mother had prayed for him. Let me say this. When the Roman was converted, Paul... The Philippian jailer, down at Philippi, he said, "What can I do to be saved?" Most of us would tell him what not to do: quit drinking, quit stealing, quit lying, quit smoking. But that wasn't his question. "What must I do?"
Paul said, "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou and thy house shall be saved."
Say, "When a man gets saved, does that save his house?" No. But if he's got enough faith to get saved himself, he's got enough faith that his house will be saved also, the same faith that saved him. That's what that mother thought. In the grave long ago, but her prayers just was answered.

L-27 Delinquent mother and delinquent father makes a delinquent child. Maybe, let's say, this little lady had a father and mother that didn't care for her, and she got on the street in the wrong crowd. When she did, she became an outcast. Nobody cared for her.
This little preacher setting here, taking this note down now, when he was telling me, that he had about forty corners here in Chicago that he preached on, or sent people to preach on... God bless that boy. Give us some more street meetings. That's how you get these drunks and things in. Some of us get too high and classy to stand on the corner any more, go down in the slums. Jesus said, "Go in the hedges, and highways, everywhere, compel them. The hour is at hand."

L-28 But how, perhaps in them days they didn't have on the street down there in her city. But she come out, after locking the door, and coming down a little creaky steps back in a alley; and moving out, groomed herself to meet the publicans for more money through the day, of her way of making her living. And the strange thing was, there was nobody on the street. Everybody seemed to be gone. So as she passed on down the street, why, she wondered, "What kind of a holiday is it? What's wrong? The people's all gone away for some reason."
And she smelled the aroma of that roasted lamb coming through the air. And maybe she hadn't eat for a few days, trying to save some of her money to get her a decent looking dress. She smelled that aroma, and she said, "Oh, someone must have a--a feast going on." And she followed it until she came close. And outside of the bars of the big fine mansion that Simon lived in, while the feast was going on, the poor people were standing there breathing in the aroma and licking their lips. And the rich was in there drinking wine and making ready for their dinner.

L-29 And this little woman pushed her way through. And when they'd see her coming, 'course they'd get back, because she was a bad character. And she finally made her way up, till she got to peep inside the bars, to see if she could just get a view of that that was giving that satisfying aroma, to look at the barbecue pit to see how the lamb was being barbecued. And just think, that one time in her life she might set down to a decent meal. And probably she'd took her pretty hair and fixed it all up, you know, for she was out on the street.
And as she looked all around through the audience, she seen Simon the Pharisee standing up there, with his speeches before the dignitaries of the city. Here's Doctor, Ph.D., LL.D. Jones, and the pastor, and here's his associate, and here's all the dignitaries from the different cities, standing there, you know, real and dignified.


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