<TITLE>13. Par 134-145</TITLE>L-134   I'm saying this tonight, brother and sister. I'm fifty-three years old. I've been serving Him since I was about twenty. He's met everything that I had a need of. And when it comes to the hour of my death, I'm sure what I need right then, two wings to reach across the river, He will be there. Don't you worry. I know He will be there. I'll just stick the old sword back in the sheath, and take off the helmet, lay it down upon the river, when I... bank, when I hear the dashers. And I'll scream "Send out the lifeboat. I'm coming home, this morning." It'll be there. Yes, sir. The Morning Star will come down and light up the way. Across the river we'll go. Yes, sir. Amen.

L-135   She was persistent. She had an achievement. She knew that she had to be perseverant in order to get to Jesus, so she had to pass by everything.

L-136 Finally, she arrived. Now, finally, got here. Everything is fine now, and then here come another hindrance. The very Man that she had professed to have confidence in, the Man she tried to get to, Jesus. He said, "I'm not sent to your race." Oh, my! Would that not made us Pentecostals blowup? Hmm! Hmm! My! "I'm not sent to your race." Whew! That was a shock.
But you know what? Faith knows no shock.

L-137   And then, again, He turns around. After all these things she had passed through, and her faith holding, that she knew that Jesus could give her her desire. And she went through every one of these barriers. And when she got to Him, then turned down, flat, "I'm not even sent to your race."

L-138 I can imagine her standing there, and her eyes gleaming. She, she was in front of Him then. That's all she had to be. And said, "Besides that, your race ain't nothing but a bunch of dogs." Oh, my!

L-139 What if He'd said that to you? You'd said, "I'll take my papers from this Foursquare and go over to somewhere else. I'll never go back there again. I'll take it from So-and-so." Oh, yes. Yes, sir.

L-140 But still she held on. Oh! See? Faith knows no defeat. Ain't nothing going to stop it. Though Jesus said to her, the very One she come to, said, "I'm not sent to your race, and they're nothing but a bunch of dogs." Whew! But what? She had a hold of real faith. Faith knows no defeat; I don't care where it comes from. Knows no defeat, because she had faith. Still she held on. Oh! I love that. She was not a hotbed plant, a hybrid, like some of them today.

L-141   These hybrid religions we got today, you know. They ain't no good. Everything now is hybrid, hybrid. Even they got hybrid churches, hybrid Christians, took in by shaking of hands. Oh, they can dress better, maybe use better English, and so forth, like that. Ain't got no life in it.

L-142 You take a big fine ear of corn, hybrid, maybe is twice as pretty as the other one. Plant it, it'll die. Ain't got no life in it. That's right.

L-143 We don't want nothing hybrid. We want the genuine thing. You haven't got it, stay there till it comes. Why accept a substitute when the Pentecostal skies are full of the real? See? Nothing hybrid, it won't stand.
You have to always spray a hybrid plant, keep the bugs off of it.

L-144 That's the way with some of these hybrid Christians. You have to baby them and pet them, and promise them they'll be deacon or something else, keep some of the worldly bugs from them, of unbelief. "They'd get out of the church." Kick them out, anyhow. That's right. They never was in.

L-145   You can't join a Church. You might join a lodge. You can join the Methodist lodge, Baptist lodge, or Pentecostal lodge. But if you ever come to Christ, you'll be born into the Church, that's right, the mystical Body of Christ. Others are lodges. That's right. It's all right, nothing against them. But you're born into the Church of the living God, by the Spirit of God. You can't join It, at all. And when you're born in There, you got a Birth.


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