<TITLE>03. Par 10-12</TITLE>L-10 I stood in South Africa one afternoon, with between about--around two hundred thousand people, a platform something similar to this built for a race track. They had to build it on the other side of the race track. Stood up there... No way of giving out prayer cards, there was just thousands times thousands. We had no one...
I had some missionaries, "Go down and get one person out of your tribes that you're preaching to. They lined up a group of people. The first come across the platform was a Mohammedan woman, red dot on her forehead, as you know, thoroughbred Mohammedan.
And I said, "What did you come to me for? You're a Mohammedan."
She said, "I am."
I said, "Why did you come to me, as a Christian?"
She said, "Because I think you can help me." Spoke pretty well, English...
And I said, "Did you ever read the New Testament?"
She said, "I have."
And I said, "Then you seen what I've just got through speaking about, that what He was, the same yesterday..."
She said, "Yes, sir."
I said, "Then if the Holy Spirit will reveal to you, then you'll know that your Mohammedan prophet cannot do that. He's dead and buried. But Christ the Son of God has raised again and living forevermore."
She said, "If He can reveal like He did in the New Testament there, as it says, I'll accept Him as my Saviour."
And when... I said... Looked at her again, I said, "You have a cyst on the womb. Your husband's setting right out there--is a tall thin man. But you was with a doctor a few days ago, with a black mustache, heavyset, wearing a gray suit. And he examined you by the female organ, and said on the ovary you have a cyst."
She said, "I accept Jesus Christ as my personal Saviour," and ten thousand Mohammedans come to Christ at that moment.

L-11 Before I went over I spoke in a Kiwanis Club, and some ministers was present. And they was talking about one man there. He'd been there twenty years, and said, "That precious jewel." He'd turned one Mohammedan. Then they told me that I was crazy. And what they call crazy, and what they call psychology and mental telepathy, or a evil spirit, or something, turned more Mohammedans to Christ in one five-minutes time than all the intellectual tracts and everything that's been passed in a hundred and fifty years. See, there you are.

L-12 Next come on the platform was a little cross-eyed boy. While looking at him, I said, "Now, I don't have any power to uncross his eyes. You know I don't. I'm just a man; look at the little fellow." And I said, "But now, as far as his life..." looking at him...
And so then, while I was speaking, the little boy... I said, "He come from a--from a Christian home, because in his hut, as you go in the door, there's a picture of Christ hanging on his right side of the door as you go in. His mother and father are Zulus, but he is... They're rather thin, tall people." And they stood up, way back, maybe a city block back, and that was right. And I said, "Now, the mother... She showed the father as soon as the baby's eyes was opened, he was born cross-eyed."
I looked back and the little fellow was standing there, his little belly out, no clothes at all. And there he stood there, looking like that at me. And when I looked back his eyes was straight as mine. I said, "Anyone sees his eyes is straight," passed him on through.


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