<TITLE>20. Par 90-93</TITLE>L-90 And so, she got some of the deacons, or trustees, to pack her out the little back door. After I got through speaking, and went out, she caught me by the leg. She held on. Laid hands on her, and a few months from then she... Here she is out... Is that you, sister? There she stands right now...?... where there's not one sign...?... anywhere at all. The tumor dissolved when I prayed for her. God healed the woman, when a bunch of men had to pack her out. What was it? Persistence, perseverant. She believed, and she held on to it. That's what it takes. It takes something to be perseverant, something to hold on to.

L-91 It was Micaiah down there when Jehoshaphat and Ahab... What would a man of God want to make an alliance with a hypocrite like that? He got in wrong company, just like a lot of people do: get out in amongst unbelievers, social Gospel, such stuff as that, and you get yourself messed up. Jehoshaphat said, "We should go up to Ramoth-gilead. Why, sure. Naturally." All... They went up and got four hundred well-fed trained prophets. They come up there, and they said, "Go up. The Lord's with you."
Hezekiah went and got him some great big horns and said, "By this you'll push them out. (Because why?) Joshua divided the land, and Ramoth-gilead belongs to us." It sounded fine. See, it sounded all logical, fundamental. Said, "You'll just push them plumb back out of the land."

L-92 You know, but there's something in a church, a--a man's heart, that's a man of God. Jehoshaphat said... Look at there. There's four hundred of them, and all with one accord, giving one voice. He said, "Now, I know that..."
"That's got to be right," Ahab said. "Now, we're Jews," Jezebel on the throne with him. See? Said, "Now, look at there, four hundred Jewish prophets saying, 'Go up, THUS SAITH THE LORD.'"
But that didn't ring a bell. Jehoshaphat said, "Haven't you got one more?"
"One more? What do I need with one more, when we got the whole seminary here, the bishop and all. What do we need with any more?"
"Well," he said, "isn't there one more?"
Said "Yes, there is one more. But I hate him."
"Oh," Jehoshaphat said, "not the king say that. Go get him."
"He's--he's Micaiah the son of Imlah," said, "but I hate him. He's always prophesying wrong against me, always telling me something."

L-93 Oh, yes. He's trimming the corns down, getting the warts off. See? Everybody wants to be babied and petted. That's the reason it makes hotbed plants, have to be sprayed with goody-goody this, and goody-goody that. Christianity's rugged. The Gospel's to be handled bare-handed, not with ecclesiastical gloves on. Right. Soft white gloves, that belongs to the--the women, not the preachers: no. Listen, brother. The Word's got to be handed just the way It's there, not with some seminary dogma in It, but the--just the way It's written here.


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