<TITLE>03. Par 20-29</TITLE>L-20 He said the old fellow preached for many, many years. One time then, after, as all of us do, we come down to the end of our road. And when we come to the end of our--his road, when he did, he came down, and he laid unconscious, they said, for maybe, oh, several hours. And many of his white brethren come in to visit him. And there happened to be a group of them in the building when he woke up, come to himself. He looked around; he said, "You mean I's not over there yet?"
And they said, "Sam, you've been a--asleep."
He said, "No." He said, "I wasn't asleep." I was over on the other side."
Why, they said, the minister brethren said, "Sam, tell us what you saw on the other side."
Said, "Well," he said, "I walked into a great pearly white gate," and said, "when I walked in there," said, "I seen the throne, and I seen Him." And said, "Up come an Angel, He said, 'Are you Sam?'"
He said, "I am."
Said, "Sam," said, "here is a--a robe and a crown." Said, "You've won this, Sam, by the great works that you done on earth."
He said, "Don't talk to me about a robe and crown for a reward."
He said, "What would you like for a reward?"
Said, "Just let me look at Him for a thousand years."

L-26 I think we all feel that way, don't you? I--I don't want no robes and crowns and palaces; I'd just like to look at Him. I'd just like to just look at Him, and just, you know. Wouldn't you just like... I'd like to hold your hand while I'm doing it, Brother Neville. We could do it together, say, "Think of it, Brother Neville, how we stayed in the Tabernacle, and hot and cold, and things. But looky here what we're looking at, the Son of the living God." That'd be wonderful just to look and see His features.

L-27 I... Two times in my life--now, three times I have seen Him in vision. He looked the same each time. But there's not an artist in the world could ever paint His picture. They might paint something that might look like Him. But He looked like, to me, He would be a Man if He'd speak the world would come to an end, and yet so sweet and lovely that there's just no... There's just too many characteristics there that an artist brush could ever catch. And I sure want to see Him someday in Person.

L-28 And I've often thought when--I'd like to have heard Him when He raised out those precious hands and said, "Come unto Me." See that tired, weary look on Him, when He was tired and weary from His journey, say, "Come unto Me, all ye that labor, and heavy laden, I'll give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn of Me," He said, "for I'm meek and lowly." I'd like to have heard Him say that. I wasn't there in that day. I wasn't standing with Peter, James, and John. But I hope I'm standing by them in the day when I can hear Him say, "It was well done, My good and faithful servant; now enter into the joys of the Lord."

L-29 And to think that the very ones who wrote this Bible, Paul, Isaiah, and Jeremiah, and all the apostles, and those precious brethren, wherever they are now, wherever, they are now... The very God that dealt with them to foresee things--and write It, and so forth, and give them the gifts of the Bible, the prophecy, and speaking with tongues, and signs and wonders, and so forth, them same men, wherever they are now, we're going to be with them. The same God with the same thing. It isn't a "guess so" any more, we know it now (See?), because He's really present and we know that it's so. So shouldn't we not be the happiest people on earth? What--what more would we long?


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