<TITLE>12. Par 81-89</TITLE>L-81 Then when she setting there like that, and looked over, and I started to bow my head, and I seen her looking real... She said, "Wait a minute. Pull that curtain."
I said, "I was only going to offer prayer for the lady. Aren't--aren't you a--a believer?"
She said, "I'll tell you now; we are Methodists, and we want you to pull that curtain."
"Yes, ma'am," and I pulled the curtain.
See, the same thing--the same thing today, so prejudiced, how did she know what kind of a minister I was? I'd never seen the woman. But she probably had heard somebody say that I believed in the healing of the sick, and she'd been taught against it. She had nothing to do with it; she washed her hands of it. She was afraid it would fall on her. Don't worry; it won't (See?), no more than Pilate could wash it off of his hand.

L-85 Now, that isn't saying anything disgracefully about Methodist people; that was just one woman (See?); it might've just been her attitude. I don't think all the Methodist people would be like that, 'cause I've prayed for many of them. They've called me to pray for them, and signs and wonders has been done among them. It never is the people in them churches; it's the system that they're under, that's what does it. But she was one of them kind. What was it? Pure green-eyed poison, devil-possessed jealousy.
I could say something. At--at a certain meeting that was here in the city one time, and they asked why they didn't call me to it. But I'll just pass that because I'm at home. But--and however, no reason, it's just jealousy; it's creed; it's idolatry. How that we would like to throw our arms to everyone, but when you're shunned... Jesus wanted to do it. Remember, someday you've got to remember that. You've got to remember it.

L-87 Just reminds me of a testimony that was made recently. A minister, and was on an elevator going up over here at the Heyburn Building. And there were three men standing with this minister on the--on the elevator, and they--they didn't know this man was a minister; I suppose not. And as they went up, they all stopped at the eighth floor. And one man looked around to the minister, and said, "You know what? This is just about as close to heaven as we'll ever get."
"Well," the minister said, "I--I suppose you're right; I--I guess that you're right, for as long as we are trusting in our own merits, this is as close as we'll ever be." That's right. As long as you're trusting in what you do, you're remembering what you done. And I'm sure that most of us know we didn't do nothing, we're not deserving of anything. Said, "I suppose if we're trusting our own merits, this is as far as we'll ever get." Well, if we're trusting, that's as far as we'll get.

L-89 But, oh, I'd like to say something. If I can forget what I was and remember what He is, if I can remember Jesus, if I can remember Him at the cross, if I can remember what He done for me, and I can remember the hour that He washed away my sins, and give me the Holy Spirit to guide me, then I'm lifted above everything that holds this earth. I'm lifted above every earthly thing into heavenly places in Christ Jesus, where I can fellowship with Him. There in His Presence, forgetting what I ever was, forgetting all my sins and everything, because they're in the sea of forgetfulness, forgetting all my past, forgetting everything, and remember that He made me His Own by His Own death... He took my place. And I that had not a right to go nowhere but to hell, He took my place and lifted me from hell. He went there for me. And He lifted me up by His grace abundance, until now we are sons and daughters of God, and we set in heavenly places in Christ Jesus, ever rejoicing and remembering Him Who brought us safe thus far. And with pulsating faith in our souls pressing us, and by grace He'll take me on.


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