<TITLE>06. Par 22-24</TITLE>L-22 Now, God sends the weepers and mourners forth, which is the water, and it drops down like great big tears and buries that little seed. Down beneath the ground it goes, as it packs it down. Then along comes the winter blizzard, sweeps across the country. The little petal's gone; the leaves drops off; the stalk's gone; the bulb's dried up; and the little seed freezes and bursts open. The pulp runs out of it.
Poor little flower, looks like the end of it. Oh, no, it's not the end of it. When that warm sun begins to come back around again, the earth moving itself in position of the sun, there's a germ of life somewhere in that dirt that no science has never been able to find. That flower lives again. Why? It served God's purpose in God's provided way, and He made a way for it to live again.
And if He made a way for a flower to live again that served His purpose, how much more has He made a way for a man or woman to live again who serves His purpose, walks in His provided way. So simple, just to look at.

L-23 Look at the tree, how the leaves come out there and hang out.
Just recently, the last few months, I lost my mother and--my godly old mother. And she was laying on the bed, going. And I--I'd been away up in Canada, up here in--in British Columbia, and I'd returned back. Mother was sick; I went to see her. They'd taken her out to the hospital. She said, "Billy, this is the end, son."
I said, "Oh, mom, my, that's not the end."
She said, "Yes, it is."
I wouldn't give it up. I kept praying, and she got worse all the time. God didn't speak a thing to me. I stood there. Many times have I made the remark in the pulpit, you people that know, many times I've said, "If my own mother was laying here dying, how could I tell her one thing unless God told me first. I can only say as God says say." There that thing come to pass, me praying over my mother.

L-24 My sister just newly received the Holy Ghost, and she, the only girl, oh, it worried her. I was out there one day and--to see her, and sister was there. Mother looked up at us. She said, "My first and my last." That was, I was the oldest; Delores was the youngest. There was nine boys and one girl, and the girl was last.
And so, mama said, "Billy," said, "you was the one who seen that I didn't need for anything to eat. You bought me my clothes and fed me after daddy gone." Said, "Delores, you've been sweet to me. You've come to me, and helped me do my washing, and clean up my house, and things when I didn't feel good."
And Delores and I looked at one another, and said, "Oh, mama, that's all right."
And I said, "Some of them has broke your heart, mama. Some of the boys drank, and it broke your heart."
She said, "Billy, it all goes to make up the human life." That mother couldn't forget, no matter what they'd done, just the same. So she said, "And, Billy, one thing again," said, "you was the one who led me to Christ, who means all in all to me now."
And I said, "Mama, I went to the church, and the church said that God was in His church, the priest said." And I said, "Then I understood that God was in His Word, and I've stayed with the Word. I've tried to teach you the Word."
And she said, "Now, is when it pays off."


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