<TITLE>22. Par 233-243</TITLE>L-233 I said, "That argument is thinner than the broth made out of a shadow of a chicken that starved to death." I said, "Don't try to tell me that."

L-234 I said, "I want to tell you something. When He went down there to the tomb, it was true, He wept. He was a Man, weeping. But when He held His little, thin body together, said, 'Lazarus, come forth!' And a man, had been dead four days, stood on his feet and lived again. That was more than a man, that could call the dead. That was God in His Son." Exactly right.

L-235   It was true, when He come down off the mountain that night, hungry, looking for something to eat, looked on that tree, and couldn't find nothing to eat, and cursed the tree. That was God, hungry. But when he taken five biscuits and two pieces of fish, and fed five thousand, that was the Creator, God in His Son. He was a...

L-236 He was a Man laying on the back of that ship that night, when ten thousand devils of the sea swore they would drown Him. That little old ship tossed about, like a bottle stopper out there. He was a Man laying there, asleep. Virtue had gone out of Him. But when He put His foot up on the brail, the boat, looked up and said, "Peace, be still," and the winds and the waves obeyed Him, that was more than a Man. That was God speaking through Him. He was a God-Man.

L-237 They couldn't see it. And on the cross, they said, "If Thou be the Son of God, save Yourself," said the thief to Him. "And if Thou be the Messiah, come down off the cross. Show us. If You're the King of the Jews, if You're the One, this, come down and show us." See, that would been showing authority.

L-238 God was humbling Himself in simplicity, taking on the form of death. God, the highest form of Life, become the lowest, cursed of life, a sinner, to die, to bring forth resurrection. Oh, my! God hiding Himself in death, to show Himself in resurrection. God, the Highest form, Eternal Life, making a Man, a body, for His Ownself to dwell in, become the lowest of life, a human being, cursed by God. And taking on the curse, upon Himself, and die, hiding Himself from those educated scholars.

L-239   When the Devil took Him down there, and they put a rag around His eyes, and hit Him on top the head, and said, "Now, we, they tell me You're a prophet. You prophesy now and tell us who hit You. We'll believe You." And they passed the stick, one to another. He never opened His mouth. When they spit in His face, jerked handfuls of beard out. They said, "Oh, if that..." Devil said, "If that was God, we had Him. That's all." Oh, look at Him there, though. He was God. When He was going up...

L-240 Let's take our camera and turn it back to that dark afternoon, nineteen hundred years ago, this afternoon. Look at Him going up the hill. I hear a thumping. What is it? It's an old rugged cross going up the hillside. It's dragging out the Bloody footprints of the Barrier, as it bumped over those rocks, as it went down through the street.

L-241 I look all over His back, it's little specks all over that robe without a seam. The God of Creation packing the very cross that He created. There, Emmanuel's Blood has begin to show through the back, in spots. As He goes up the hill, them spots begin get bigger and bigger. All at once, they all go into one great big splosh of Blood. And against His little, humble, weakly legs, they begin to spat. What was it? He dropped His shoulder, His human strength. What was that? God, God hiding Himself in simplicity. That was God packing that cross.

L-242 Here He goes up the hill, stumbling, there the Blood running out of Him. He fell. Simon picked up the cross, to help Him with it.

L-243   As He goes on up the hill, the Devil said, "You know what?" Said, "I know now He's not God. I know He's not. He would never do that. I've got Him now. I've conquered every man. I've got Him. So I know that ain't God."


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