<TITLE>21. Par 221-230</TITLE>L-221 And up in the camp come a little, stoop-shouldered (O God.), little ruddy-looking fellow, little slingshot over his back, with a raisin pie in his hand for his brother. And that giant come out and made a cry once too often, said, "You mean to tell me that you bunch of trained scholars here will stand there and let that uncircumcised Philistine defy the Word of the living God?" Amen. Said, "Are you afraid of him?"
Saul said, "If you want to go, come here. I'll--I'll--I'll send you to school for twenty years now, and I'll get you a--a Ph.D. I'll tell you what I'll do; I'll just give you my degree."
He said, "Take the thing away." Oh, my. "I want nothing to do with it." He wanted to trust in God. He said, "I know what God did for me with this, and I'm ready to trust God in the face of anything with it." Amen. That's the experience of the Christian.

L-224 Even Saul, when he had to get rid of his armor, he took off the ecclesiastical armor; he did like David did. But when Saul come to the end of the road, he said, "I've fought a good fight." That was the last enemy to conquer. "I've fought a good fight; I've finished my course; I've kept the faith. Henceforth there's laid up for me a crown, that the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give me at that day." Said, "Not only me, but all them who love His appearing."
O death said, "But I'll get you in a few minutes." And the grave said, "I'll mold you out yonder."
He said, "O death, where is your sting? Grave, where is your victory? I know I'm laying here in this Roman dungeon, bound in chains, my wrists and hands, and I--I got thirty-nine stripes across my back. I'm here with tears scalding my eyes until I can't see no more. I can't see with my natural eye, but I can see a crown of righteousness laid up yonder. My ankles are wore out. I've fell off so much from the old molded bread they throwed in here, and the rats has run over me, and spiders and things, till I'm weak." But he could stand in the face of death and say, "Where is your sting? Grave, where is your victory?" with chains shaking on his hands. Hallelujah. That's what we need. "Grave, where is your victory?"
The grave said, "I'll rot you, Paul."
He said, "But thanks be to God, I've already got the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."

L-228 When he was weak, his--his ecclesiastical, his... All of his ritual had been dissolved from him. All of his ordination papers had been took away from him. He didn't belong to the Assemblies no more, or the--any of them. See, he didn't belong to any of them no more. He'd spoke so much against them till them bishops was... Said, "You mean to tell me a man serving twenty years in Roman prison up there and can tell us not to let our women preach? Huh. Don't tell us that." Said, "We know better. Who is that guy up there anyhow, tell us to do this, that, or the other?" Said, "We know what we're doing."
"Yeah," Paul said, "there's men rising right up among you will start an organization pretty soon, rise up and will pull away from the faith like that, not having the Spirit of God." Said, "They've already went out from among us 'cause they wasn't of us."

L-230 And what did happen? Come right into the Catholic church, from the Catholic to the Lutheran, and on down to the last, Assemblies of God, same thing, doing the same thing. All along, same thing.
But, oh, to a man or woman that's weak enough, that realizes your weakness, that'll let God use you. (I'll just keep on talking; I guess I've talk too long.)


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