<TITLE>05. Par 17-20</TITLE>L-17 He wasn't sick. He was just so wore out he couldn't go no further. And I was trying to make my calls. And so, I happened to have--pick up some of his.
The office called and said, "Go by the hospital, and ask for a certain-certain woman. Brother Neville would have to drive about thirty miles down, or twenty miles down, twenty miles back. Go make these certain, such a calls."
I went out to the hospital, and they give me the lady's name, and her... I... Said supposed to be, they thought, on a certain floor. That was on the third floor of the hospital. I walked out the hospital and started down.
There was a nurse standing there with a little mask hanging down. I said, "Good evening," and she never said a word. I said, "Could you tell me where... if this lady is in this place or not?" I said, "They told me she was to be in room 331."
She said, "Then, go look."
I said, "Thank you." Pressure...
I went down to the room, and there was about four people in there, and I said, "Is Mrs. So-and-so here?"
"No, sir, she isn't."

L-18 Well, I thought maybe they might've meant 231, so I went to 231... or I mean 321, instead of 31. They knowed nothing about her. I went back up, and there was a little doctor setting up there then, real... If I ever seen a man that was as broad as he was high, it was that little fellow, and he was writing. And I come by. Looked up, he kind of raised his eyebrow and looked. I thought, "I'd better not say nothing." So I went on up. I seen they was all under pressure for some reason.
And so, I thought maybe it might be on the second floor, instead of the third. So I went down to three, third--or second floor, and I went to the nurse there, and I said, "Lady, I'm a bit confused. I'm trying to make a sick call. I'm a minister." I said, "Could you tell me if this lady is in... They said 331. But maybe it's 231."
She said, "Then go find out."
And I said, "Yes, ma'am. Thank you for your information."
I went on down there. And they said, "No, she isn't here."

L-19 So I come back. And I come back again, and I thought, "Well, I'll go back upstairs again." I went back up to the third floor, and I started down. And I thought maybe that that could be in... maybe it was 320, or--or something. Well, I couldn't find where 320 was. And so, coming down the hall was this little doctor with his stethoscope, swinging them around. And I walked by, and I said, "Good evening, sir." He never said a word. I said, "Could you tell me where 2, or 320 is?"
He said, "This way, and that way."
I said, "Thank you for your information."
What is it? Pressure. I went back down to the desk, and there was another nurse. I thought, "I'll try it once more." I was a little shaky by that time and a little reluctant to ask. And I said, "Lady, could you tell me some information?" And I went through it again with her.
And she said, "Just a moment, Reverend. I'll look on the chart."
I thought, "Praise God." I--I let off some pressure.
So she looked down and she said, "Oh, she's been changed. She's over in such-and-such a room."
I said, "Thank you, very much."

L-20 See, full of pressure... Doctors are that way; nurses are that way; psychiatrists are doctoring psychiatrists: pressure. Something wrong... Just seems to be so strange, the whole world going some way. The nervous doctoring the nervous...
But you know, in all of it, the doctors doesn't have the answer. The hospital, the medics, they don't have the answer, 'cause they're nervous too. But there's only One that has the answer. That's God. He has the answer.


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