<TITLE>16. Par 208-222</TITLE>L-208 Not because He had to die; He laid it down. But because sin struck, the spear that broke His heart, then something taken place. Life come back upon the worshipper. And what is it? "Then we have no more conscience of sin," says the writer of Hebrew. "The sin desire is gone." Then, now we are free.

L-209   Zacchaeus; when they seen Jesus climbing Golgotha, to be crucified.

L-210 No doubt but what the Devil had always doubted Him. The Devil doubted Him when he first saw Him, when He went into the wilderness, after the Holy Spirit came on Him. He said, "If Thou be the Son of God, show us a miracle. Turn these stones into bread." That devil hasn't died yet. "Show me a miracle."
Jesus said, "It's written, that, 'Man shall not live by bread alone.'"

L-211 When they caught Him over there in the yard, the Devil's group, them Roman soldiers, bound His hands behind Him, and bit Him, beat Him on the back with the reeds and cat-of-nine-tails, until to fulfill the prophecy of the prophets. "For He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquity, the chastisement of our peace upon Him, and with His stripes we were healed." And while He was bending over...

L-212   And the soldiers tied a rag around His head, and hit Him on the head with a reed. And passed it one to another, and said, "If You be a Prophet, tell us who hit You. We'll believe You." That mockery, and the drunken spit of the soldiers upon His face!

L-213 The Devil said, "That can't be God. That can't be even a prophet. He's a deceiver." Not knowing that the Scriptures must be fulfilled.

L-214 Then when we see Him going up Calvary, look at Him. I want this audience to get a vision of Him. Let's go back, nineteen hundred years ago, for a moment, and give me your attention. It's dark over Jerusalem. Why? The sacrifices is refused by Jehovah. Something is fixing to happen. As the blood is burnt on the altar, God refused it. The real Sacrifice is going up the street. I can hear the bumping of something. Look down, there goes that old rugged cross, under Roman capital punishment, of a Man that done nothing.

L-215 And I can see a little woman run out in front, and say, "What has He done but heal your sick and raise the dead?"

L-216 Somebody slapped her in the face, and said, "Would you believe that woman before you'd believe your priest? Away with such a Man!"

L-217   Look at His coat. There is little red spots all over it, in the back. As He goes further up the hill, them spots get bigger and bigger. After while, they all run into one. There is something splashing against Him. What is it? It's His Blood. And the cross is dragging out the footprints of the Bearer.

L-218 I can see that bee of death come up there, buzzing around Him. "I'll get Him now. If He was a prophet, He would have--He would have done something down there when they spit in His face. He was a prophet, He couldn't do what He's doing now. I know that I'll get Him."

L-219 You know, every bee, every insect, has a stinger in it, and that stinger is a bad thing.

L-220 And death has a stinger in it. But God had to be made flesh. He could sting a prophet and hold him. He could sting a righteous man and hold him. He stung David and held him. But here is God, and he don't know it. This bee rises out of hell, buzzes around Him. "I'll get Him."

L-221 But when a bee ever anchors his stinger deep enough, it pulls his stinger out of him.

L-222 And when that bee of death could anchor his stinger in a man like me or you, he could get by with it. But there was a--a body prepared; but when he anchored that stinger in Jehovah, the flesh of God, created, not some sexual desire. When he anchored in that flesh, he lost his stinger. Then, he has no more stinger.


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