<TITLE>17. Par 159-170</TITLE>L-159 You say, "Well, Brother Branham, I'm just as pure to my husband as I can be." "I'm as pure to my boyfriend." That might be so, too.

L-160 But Jesus said, "Whosoever looketh upon a woman, to lust after her, hath committed adultery with her already in his heart." And if you presented yourself out there, and that sinner thinks that about you, because you presented yourself; at the Day of the Judgment, when he answers for committing adultery, who is guilty? Think of it. Uh-huh. It's exactly right. Oh, women, come on back, sisters, come back to Christ; brothers, you do the same. And you men will let your wife do that, and call yourself a man, the head of the house? Uh-huh. Notice. We're In a terrible time, friend, and we notice.

L-161   And here was this little woman kissing His feet, and washing His feet, and wiping with her hairs of her head. And all at once, old Pharisee, over there in the corner, he happened to notice it. Oh, my! His righteous indignation rose, and his--his big chin swelled out, and his face looked like would burst. "Oh, my! He said, "Come here. Looky here. Look over there."

L-162 And he said within his own heart now, in his--in his mind, he said, "If that man was a prophet, he would know what manner of woman that is touched him."

L-163   See if He is a prophet, or not. See, He perceived the thoughts that was in his heart. And all at once, He moved. And the little woman raised, to look up, her eyes blaring. He looked over, and He said, "Simon," He said, "I--I--I got something to say to you." Oh, my! "Here you are, Simon. I got something to say to you. You invited Me here. I come on your invitation. You invited Me. And when I come to the door, you never washed My feet. And when I come in, you never anointed My head. You let Me come in, dirty. And you never kissed Me welcome, though you invited Me. But this woman here, let her be whatever she may be, she has washed My feet with her tears. She has wiped them with the hairs of her head. And she has anointed My feet, and constantly kissed My feet ever since she's been laying there." He found out whether He was a prophet, or not.

L-164 Then He said, "Simon, I want you to look at something." He said, "What kind... I want to give you a riddle." Said, "When much is forgiven, much is loved." And He give him the saying. And Simon answered him back.

L-165   Notice. Simon didn't give Him anything to wash His feet with, but He had the best water that there could be. Just think, the tears of a repented sinner washing the dirt off of Jesus' feet; tears of a sinner's eyes washing the dirt from His feet.

L-166 Oh, men and women, tonight, when you see the reproach upon the Gospel! And we're so starchy, it would take all the makeup off of our face if we cried a tear; and we look horrible, to get on the street. What are you going to be when you face the portals of Heaven yonder?

L-167   And there she was. She had washed His feet, kissed His feet, and would anointed Him, and doing everything that she could, because she wanted forgiveness. And all of a sudden, she--she wondered what He's going to do now.

L-168 He had showed Simon, and it backfired on him. The thing that he said, "He wasn't a prophet," was proved that He was a prophet, that He was the Word of God. Now, he is standing there with his face swelled out. He would have grabbed that little woman, throwed her out of the church.

L-169 But she had got what she asked for. Amen. Don't make any difference what the rest of them said. She got what she asked for.

L-170   Now He turns to her. Her little old heart begin to beat real fast. Now what's He going to say? There she is. All of her pretty curls was hanging all down over her waist here. And her--her eyes were streaking with tears. And her face and lips are all greasy, where she had been kissing His feet, after she put that oil on Him. She sure looks messed up. But them great big eyes, looking to see what's going to say.


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