<TITLE>02. Par 10-21</TITLE>L-10 I said, "Mrs. Fordyce, there's one question I want to ask you, my sister; I've walked through your places on those high lines out there, and seen you out there grubbing with a hoe, and working hard; then see you bring your vegetables in and peddle them around through town, and go back." I said, "Which, you've made an honest living, but do you know my Lord, as your Saviour?"
She said, "I know Him as my Saviour. In His grace I'm trusting," she said, "to take me down through the valley of the shadow of death."
I said, "Mama may not be able to walk with you down through there, but He will." So we had prayer. And she just held on my hand till I just almost had to pull away to go out.

L-13 Just across the room, Mrs. Gaither right up here, another old mother, went to be with the Lord just a few hours ago. And had both legs amputated, from sugar diabetes... And I've knowed her since... And her husband laying up there with one limb amputated... And the world is full of sorrow.
Covet not this world's vain riches,
That so rapidly decay,
Build your hopes on things Eternal,
They will never pass away!

L-14 And I, thirty-one years I've stood behind the desk here, and around the world, as I have claimed the world to be my pulpit. Then I have tried to give people this Word of Eternal Life. And it's the only thing that can help when you've come to the end of the road. So why would we trust in anything else? What could we trust? If... When mother told me the other day that she was ready to go, and I went and talked to her...
Just as I did Mrs. Broy, my mother-in-law, about a month before she left, I went down and talked with her. Yet, I'd baptized her, and so forth...

L-16 And I baptized my own mother thirty years ago right below where I'm living now in the river in the Name of Jesus Christ.
I baptized her almost hundred year old father in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ in the muddy waters. I can see the old trembling fellow now with his palsied hand, holding me around my face, and hugging me, looking me in the face. I'll meet him again on the other side. Oh, yeah. Yes.
My hopes is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' Blood with righteousness.
And all around my soul gives way,
Then He is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, that solid Rock, I stand;
All other grounds is sinking sands.

L-18 Tonight is communion. I promised to be here. Billy told me today that many have asked for interviews. And I was going to give them; but I asked him if he'd omit them at this time. I'm sure you understand.
And I'm just a bit shook up. You know how you'd be. But, yet, I--I am believing my Lord, and His grace is sufficient. It's all I need. So pray for me, as I need prayer. And may God ever richly bless each one of you. And when you come down to the end of the road, I trust that you'll never try to make that without being borned again.

L-21 I was thinking, Billy there. I held his mother's hand, my wife, when she was passing away, just a few doors below where mother is now. When she looked over, and she'd had an experience there before she died; just a girl, twenty-two years old, mother of two children. And she said, "Billy, you have talked about it, you have preached about it," but said, "honey, you don't know what it is. How glorious it is." We had just found this good old Gospel way then. She said, "Stay with it, Billy. Stay with it. Don't never leave It. It pays off in this hour." And I said:
I will meet you in the morning, by the bright, shining portals,
When all sorrows have drifted away;
I'll be standing by the portal, when the gates open wide,
At the close of life's long, weary day.
That's it. I believe that with all that's in me. I believe that. I hope that I can meet each one of you in that morning.
You'll know me in the morning, by the smile that I wear.
As Brother Neville and them says in the hymn...
I'll meet you in the morning, in that City that's built foursquare. (It's just as real as it can be.)


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