<TITLE>07. Par 55-63</TITLE>L-55   But I was thinking today, as I had the glorious opportunity and the grand privilege to walk with Brother Vick, this honorable, noble servant of Christ; with Brother Joseph, my precious friend, also. We had, well, it was dinner, to me. I think it's lunch, to you all here. But if that's dinner, then this is dinner tonight, and that's lunch and breakfast, where's my supper come in at? See, I feel like I've left out something. And then as we went to--to dinner and come back down the street, we were noticing they were putting up, starting to put up things for Christmas. We are approaching the Christmas season, and right on a month away, but all the stores is getting out all their Christmas sales.

L-56   How far they miss the meaning of Christmas! It's become just a commercial act. All the holidays have become that; Mother's Day, Father's Day. And every day ought to be mother and father's day. And they have, oh, Easter. Santa Claus took the--took the birth place. A rabbit and chicken, a little duck, took the resurrection time. It's all chickens and ducks and eggs, and what's that got to do with the resurrection? See? And it's too bad we... that puts it before our children.

L-57   A many a little boy out here, tonight, can tell you more about Davy Crockett than he can tell you about Jesus Christ, sure, sure, because it's a great commercial thing. They take clothes like some cowboy or some hero, and, or something of some outlaw or something, and--and they sell clothes that looks like him, and--and then all the little children know about it and read the history of it. If we could just get the program of Christ over to the people, like that. You usually try to impersonate what you read; you, the readers.

L-58   I remember, it's been always been that way with me. I remember one time, as a little boy, about twelve years old, down in the public library, I got a hold of one of Zane Grey's books called The Lone Ranger. I--I rode mama's broom to death, as a hobbyhorse, around and around the house, till I broke it up. Later on, I read Edgar Rice Burroughs' story of Tarzan And The Apes, and I slept in a tree, because I--I--I was reading that. That was on my mind.

L-59 And, oh, one day I got a hold of something was real, a Truth, not a fiction. And ever since then, I want my life to be like His. I found something that was real when I read the Bible and the life of Jesus Christ.

L-60   Now as we approach this season, it's very familiar. The world is just about the same condition it was two thousand years ago, when He come on earth on His first advent. When He came to the earth, the earth had met its time.

L-61 Every so often the world gets in such a chaotic condition until there is nothing can help it. We've had this several times, these preludes. And we--we find that each time when it meets this condition, and, it causes people to--to start praying. And they feel that everything has played itself out, as all of our systems and everything that we have, play itself to the end. It did that in the antediluvian world, and so forth. Politics and--and other things just comes to its end, there is no more to it. And I--I think all that's done by God, for a purpose, to kind of rejuvenate, to kind of bring back. It has a way of renewing itself. And I think it's just a--a law of God, that these things comes to that place.

L-62   The time of Christ's first advent, I--I believe we could say the world was falling apart. It was a corruptible time in politics, a corruptible time in--in religion. The whole systems had become corrupted. They had mingled in, injecting other things and man-made theories, into religions, and so forth, until the whole thing was corruptible. And the world was falling apart.

L-63 And the world, at that time, was praying for a messiah. Now, the Romans was praying for a messiah, the Greeks wanted a messiah, the Jews wanted a messiah. And God gave them a Messiah, but they didn't want it the way He sent it.


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