<TITLE>36. Par -</TITLE>L-51-5 Sunday I come down here to speak, and I--I tried to shake myself from it by speaking. Monday it was there again. And it's here now. And I don't know; I don't know, sirs. I'm only honest with you as my brothers. I don't know.
Is it--is it time? Is the minist--the mystery all finished? Has the sounding all over? Is that really them seven thunders fixing to utter out something that the little group that He's gathered together will receive a rapturing faith to go in the rapture when He comes; for we'll be changed as quick as those Angels come: in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, and shall be caught up together with those that is asleep to meet the Lord in the air.
My prayer is: God if this be so, I don't know Lord; I just telling the church. If it is so, Lord, prepare our hearts. Make us ready, Lord, for that great hour that all the history of time, all the prophets and sages has looked for that time. Lord, I don't know what to say. I'd be afraid to say, "Don't come Lord." I feel ashamed of myself when I look and see the world in the condition; I've done no more than what I've done about it; I'm ashamed of myself. If there is a tomorrow, Lord, anoint my heart; anoint me greater, Father, that I can do everything that I can to bring others to You. I'm Yours.

L-52-1 I feel like Isaiah in the temple that day when he saw the Angels flying back and forth, with wings over their faces and over their feet, and flying with wings, "Holy, Holy, Holy." Oh, how that young prophet was shook. He begin to age up a bit; and when he seen that, though he'd seen visions he screamed out, "Woe is me."
Father, maybe I felt somewhat like that, when I seen those Angels the other night--or the other morning, rather. "Woe is me, for I'm a man of unclean lips, and I dwell among unclean people."
And, Father, clean me; and here am I, send me, Lord, whatever it is that... I stand at this pulpit where I have been for thirty years. If there's something, Lord, You want me to do, here I am. I'm ready, Lord. But may I find grace in Your sight, humbly, I pray.
I pray for the little flock, that the Holy Spirit has made me overseer of, to feed them. And I've done all that I know how to do, Lord, to feed them on the Bread of Life. As in that vision, many years ago, where that big curtain laid in the west, and a mountain of the Bread of Life... The little book, "I Was Not Disobedient To The Heavenly Vision." Here it all comes to pass, revealed right in our face.

L-52-5 You're God, and there is no other but You. Receive us Lord; forgive us of our sins. I am repenting for all of my unbelief, for all of my iniquity. I plea on the altar of God.
As I come tonight with this little church before me. By faith we move from this building in rapture, as we set together in heavenly places around the throne of God. Our hearts has been warmed many times in the things that we've seen You do and unfold Your mysteries to us. But, Lord, tonight I'm all weary. Woe is me. And as Jacob, when he saw those Angels coming down the ladder and going back, he said, "This is a dreadful place, none other than the house of God." There Bethel was established.
God, people don't understand that... They think it'd be so much joy, but Lord, what a weary, what a dreadful thing, for a human being to come in the Presence of a great mighty Being of heaven.
I pray for forgiveness of my little church here, that You've sent me down to--to--to lead and to guide. Bless them, Lord. I did according to what the visions and dreams and things has said so the best of my knowledge. I've laid in all the food, that I know how, for them, Lord. Whatever it is, Lord, we are Yours. We commit ourselves into Your hands, Lord. Be merciful to us; forgive us; and let us be Your witnesses as long as we're on the earth. Then, when life is over, receive us up into Thy Kingdom. For we ask it in Jesus' Name. Amen.


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