The Meanest Man In Santa Maria
62-0630E, The Meanest Man In Santa Maria, National Guard Armory, Santa Maria, CA, 96 min





And now, many people has brought up their handkerchiefs and laid here for their loved ones. No doubt, out across the desert there somewhere is an old blind daddy and mother, waiting tonight for a handkerchief to return. Maybe in the hospital is a loved one real sick, precious little baby at home. And You know every one of them, Lord. And I'm sure that You'll grant to them their request as I just lay my hands upon them, Lord, in the representative way of the Name of Jesus Christ. [I Peter 5:8]

Give us a great service tonight, Lord. May Your Presence continue to be with us. Give to us the desires of our hearts, and we trust it'll be all in Your Divine will to do this. In Jesus' Name we ask it. Amen. May be seated. [Acts 19:12]

And they told me if you take all the Arkies and Okies out of California, you haven't got nothing left but a desert, so that... So I kinda believe that... How many here's from Arkansas or Oklahoma one? I--I sure think that's right. Well, I think some of the truest old hearts that ever beats is under them old Arkansas shirts, and Okie's.
I kind of hold a little to Oklahoma. My mother used to live in Oklahoma, Tulsa, when she was a girl. And Arkansas was when I first got started in the meetings was down at Jonesboro, and Moark, and Texarkana, down to Robinson Memorial Auditorium at--at Little Rock, up to Hot Springs, and, oh, many of those places through there: Oklahoma City, Tulsa; and some of the finest people.

Went to Arkansas, and was the first time on a broadcast, that I ever was on a broadcast. And the paper stated, I believe, there was twenty-eight thousand people attending the meeting. They were from all over the country. For forty miles around, you couldn't hardly get a place, but what had tents and everything setting, people with their children laying under old cotton trucks, and holding pieces of cloth over them while it was raining.

And I remember one night I'd went out to pray for somebody. They had come down from... That morning I'd prayed all night that night, standing up. I got down, couldn't stand up no longer; and just on my knees, praying for them as they come by.

Said, "You said, sir, I was healed. My eyes are not open."
said, "That has nothing to do with it. You told me you believed me."
He said, "I do."
I said, "Then why are you questioning me?"
And so, he said... he went on. I said just keep saying, "Praise the Lord for my sight."
And he was going home that morning, about five o'clock, being driven by, I believe it was his son, in an old Model A car, and going up the road. And he was setting in the back seat saying, "Praise the Lord for my sight," and his eyes come open. And he just about alarmed the whole country.
And so, he run into the Catholic church that morning with his hat on the end of his cane, twirling it around like this, praising God for having his sight. And then went over in the Methodist church, and they was going to have him arrested for disturbing the worship. Don't look like that would disturbed anything, but--but it would...

I went outside, got through to pray for some--a woman that was out there that was--they thought was dying with cancer. And she'd sold the blackberries that she'd canned to get the ambulance to bring her down, her husband had. That's about all they had left. Made some quilts, and they'd--she'd sold that. The Lord healed her. She got up out of the ambulance went out the back, went on in, tried to get in the meeting.

I'd been there about eight or ten days. No one yet had--had got... Many had got into the place. They'd stay there day and night, just waiting for their turn. So then I got around to the back. And I remember it starting--kinda started raining, and I couldn't push my way through in the crowd hardly, and trying to get to the back door where they'd pick me up to get to the platform again.

So I started pushing like this, and I--some fellows just standing there talking. There was several chartered busses setting there from different parts of the country. There was a fellow standing there, whittling, talking. And I tried to push by him.
He said, "Stop pushing."
And I said, "Yes, sir." And so I started to push again.
And he said, "I said 'stop pushing.'"
I was afraid he was going to start pushing. So I said, "Excuse me, sir." So I went around this other way.

And she'd say, "Somebody help me. Somebody help me."
And I just kept getting along, you know, until she bumped into me.
She said, "Excuse me, sir."
And I said, "What do you want?"
She said, "Would you help me find my father?"
And I said, "What do you want with your father?"
She said, "Well, I come over here to see the healer." And said, "They tell me that I can't even get near the building. And I've lost my--my father, and I can't find my way back to the bus."
I said, "Where you from?"
And she said, "Memphis."

She said, "The healer."
And I said... Thought I'd just question her to see how much faith she really had. Now, that sounds like a hypocrite to a poor blind girl. But I said, "The healer?"
"Yes, sir."
And I said, "You don't mean that you believe in such a thing as that, as a day like this, as modern as we're living today, with plenty of doctors and so forth? And tell me you'd go to hear something like that?"
She said, "Sir, they can't help me."
And I said, "I see." I said, "Whatever gave you the impression to come here?"
She said, "I listens to the radio, all the good programs." And she said, "I was hearing from over here, Fayetteville..." (That's where that man was from, Fayetteville.) She said, "I heard the broadcast from Fayetteville," and said, "a man that was blind, a shoe cobbler, received his sight here this morning." And said, "We all got together and come over in a chartered bus." And said, "Would you help me back?"

She said, "No, sir." She said, "But Jesus can do it."
And I said, "Hmmm." And I--I said, "Well, listen, do you really believe that?"
She said, "Sir, I tell you what you do." She said, "If you'll help me in where he's at, then I can find my father after that." Oh, talk about a rebuke. She said, "You help me to where he's at, I'll find my father after that."
I said, "Lady, you mean that?"
She said, "Yes, sir. I do."
And I said, "Perhaps I'm the one that you want to see."
And she grabbed me like that, and her hands caught my coat. And she said, "Is you the healer?"
And I said, "No." I said, "I'm Brother Branham."
She said, "That's who I want to see." And she said, "If you'll ask God, I'll find my father."

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
See, she had heard of that blind man receiving his sight. And she said the doctor told her that the cataracts on her eyes had to get ripe, and then they could operate. But now, after they'd gotten ripe, they'd wrapped around the optical nerve or something, and there's no hopes for her.
And she said, "My only hope is to get in."


Somebody this morning in the meeting, the pastor here, his wife, she's setting here. She was telling me about three times the Lord has called her in meetings like that. And she was cured of Hodgkin's disease. That's cancer, you know. It's in the gland. So they... And many things had been done.
Another brother standing there testifying, just recently, up in another city, of cancer all over his face, and God had healed him. I couldn't even see a scratch of it nowhere; and different things. And everywhere you go it seems that way.



I've seen the time we'd take two nights, taking offerings. And time you could pass the collection box and get seven thousand dollars. And then as soon as expenses are paid, I wouldn't permit them to take another penny. That's all. I just don't believe in doing it. And I said any time that expenses is not met, just let me know. My church at home will meet the remaining of it.
And we want you to know that we're not here to take money. We're not here for nothing but to try to--to fellowship with you, and make burdens a little lighter, and pray for the sick, and do all we can to help you while we're here.

I was ordained in one church, Missionary Baptist, and never have been ordained in anything else. And I just come among the people as a brother, to stand and breach my--the way between brotherhood. If I could see every church just forget its--about its denominational barrier, and just come in as one great big brotherhood, I'd say like Simeon of old, "Lord, let Thy servant depart in peace, for my eyes have seen Thy salvation." That's right. When we can all get together like that, that's what I've always contended for.



I've always said this, "If you straighten up... When we break the backbone of America is when womanhood is broken." And I--I say this with godly respects for my sisters. This morning I met some of the finest women over there. But what's happened to our women? What's the matter with it?

And I--I felt sorry. I thought there was something wrong with her. And I stood there. I--I was going to walk up and tell her I--I was a missionary. I've seen pellagra. I've seen leprosy. I... But I've never seen anything like that. And I--I wanted to--to ask her if I couldn't pray for her, to help her. And up come another girl with the same way. And I thought, "You don't mean to tell me that lovely women would--that's really a gift to man, and godly, and--and would want to be--disguise themself to make them look like something out of a, that's fell from an undertaker wagon, or something." I--I--I just wonder how in the world that they'd ever get a thing like that.

I was talking to someone today. When Rebekah come to meet Isaac (did you notice) she veiled her face. They--they still do it. They don't know what they're doing, but a bride veils her face. Why? The man is her head. And then, she has no... she--her... The nature of a woman is to yield to a man. And that's the reason the--the church should be veiled. It's got a Head. That's Christ.

What is the angels? The messenger, a true messenger to the church. That's right. He will always call it down and say it's wrong (See?), and so forth. And the church, to be so yielded to Jesus that it don't claim its own head, its own headship. Christ is the Headship of the church: veiled, we're not our own, but we're His, yielded to Him and Him alone. How beautiful. [I Corinthians 11:15]

And one of the Pharisees desired him that he would eat with him. And he went into the Pharisee's house, and sat down to meat.
And, behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus set at meat in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster box of ointment,
And stood at his feet behind him weeping, and begin to wash his feet with the tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointing them with the ointment.
But... the Pharisee which had bidden him saw it, he spake within himself, saying, This man, if he were a prophet...
Let me read that again. Now, listen real close.
And when the Pharisee which did bid him saw it,... spake within himself, saying, If this man--This man, if he were a prophet, would have known who and what manner of woman this is that touched him: for she is a sinner.
And Jesus answered said unto him, Simon, I have somewhat to say unto thee. And he said, Master, say on. [Luke 7:36-40]
And, behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus set at meat in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster box of ointment,
And stood at his feet behind him weeping, and begin to wash his feet with the tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointing them with the ointment.
But... the Pharisee which had bidden him saw it, he spake within himself, saying, This man, if he were a prophet...
Let me read that again. Now, listen real close.
And when the Pharisee which did bid him saw it,... spake within himself, saying, If this man--This man, if he were a prophet, would have known who and what manner of woman this is that touched him: for she is a sinner.
And Jesus answered said unto him, Simon, I have somewhat to say unto thee. And he said, Master, say on. [Luke 7:36-40]
If I was going to give this a title, I'd call it "The Meanest Man in Sante Ro--Santa Ana--Santa Maria" There's so many Sante--Santa--Santa up and down here. I get them all mixed up. what does it mean? Saint? [Someone replies, "Saint Mary"--Ed.] Saint Mary.

See, he'd went to Capernaum. He'd asked, city after city, "Is such-and-such a man been here that heals the sick and is called a prophet of--of Galilee?"
Someone might've said, "Yes, He was here day before yesterday. But we wist not where He has gone, because He has moved out, and many of the city has gone after Him." Many reports for and against Him...

"Yes, He was here only yesterday, but He's gone. I know not whence He is and whence He's gone." And on, and on, the story kept going on. And finally...
See, he was a courier. He was sent by his master, a Pharisee, a bishop, a hierarchy of the church to take a message. And he had finally could sigh a breath of relief, because he had seen the Man in the distance that he was to deliver the message to. Now, the message was very important, because the priest had sent him, the Pharisee. And it was very important that he met this Man. He was detailed to do this, and he must get to this man. And that was the greatest thing of his life, is to carry out a message for this priest, to get to Jesus of Nazareth.

Peter seemed to be the great strong fisherman, that if they broke through the--the line of the other apostles, was rather a strong man, could push them back and keep them away from Him.

And finally, he pushed a way through until he met Simon. He said, "Simon, this courier is on a very important errand, and I must get him before the Master." And Philip pushed on by Peter, and got up. And finally the courier was brought face-to-face with Jesus. There He stood, His lips cracked, His eyes weary; speaking, His voice hoarse from the dust from the people's feet. [Luke 7:36]

How could he say such a thing? How could he, standing in the Presence of Christ for his first time and then have to carry on some kind of a business about his self-styled religion.
Oh, I wish I could've stood there. The first thing I would've done, would've been fell on my face before Him, and asked forgiveness of my sins. But that's just about the trend of the day. When people come face-to-face with Him, they got other things they got to talk about instead of about our sinful condition.

There He was, but (You see?), He'd come in a... God had come in the form of a Man, and he didn't know it. And there he stood. And Jesus, with all of His busy schedule, with thousands of places to go, and all that He had to do, I can see Him in politeness, and gentleman-like, nodded His head, said, "Tell your master I'll be there."
What do we learn here? That He always comes where He's invited (That's right.), always comes where He's invited. "Tell him on that such-and-such a day, that I'll be present on that day. Because he has invited Me, I will be there."

I wonder if many of us don't do that. Maybe we've done it this week. We might do it tonight: turn your back upon the opportunity to be saved, and have Eternal Life, and then turn away from it. Some people sometimes come sick, and get healed, and then walk away thinking that they have achieved exactly the main thing that they come for. The best thing to come for is to find Him as your Saviour, is to know Him, Who He is in your life, have the assurance.
People today are like people gone by years ago. They try to dodge the issue. It's like the... It's like the loaves and fishes. He was a great prophet as long as He healed the sick and performed miracles. But when He begin to tell them the truth, they begin to turn away from Him. He wasn't popular no more then.

Now, there--there's something wrong with the story there. It just doesn't make ends meet. There--there's something wrong. Those Pharisees had no fellowship with Jesus. They were with odds at one another. They...
Jesus had no fellowship with them. He told them, said, "You compass seas [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] make one proselyte, and then he's twofold more child of hell than he was before." He said, "You blind leaders of the blind." He said, "Well did Isaiah speak of you. You got eyes and can't see; and ears and can't hear." And how He rebuked them, and--and bawled them out, and then, one of them to invite Him to dinner? If we'd put it in a street expression, we know there's a trump up the sleeve somewhere, extra card somewhere. See, he's holding something, 'cause they had no fellowship with one another. [Matthew 23:15], [Matthew 15:14], [Jeremiah 15:21]

That's the reason we meet here the way we do, like that lovely breakfast this morning. We had everything in common: fellowship. Gamblers, bootleggers, liars, and thieves had no place in that meeting. See? For it's... Or, in here. We are... We have fellowship one with another, because we're assembled around a--a one great thing that we have achieved: that's Christ, communion with Him.
Now, when you see a little girl about six or seven years old following grandma around all the time, aha, there's something wrong. There's too much difference in their age. Now, either she's grandma's pet, or she's got a sack of candy, and the little girl's wanting it. See? There's some purpose for this little girl following grandma around, because there's too much difference in their age. See?

We invite Him to our churches, send great meetings 'fore a campaign, and pray, and call in great groups of prayer groups for a great state-wide convention, revival, and pray, "Oh, Lord Jesus, come and--and honor us with Your Presence." And let somebody raise up and say, "Amen," and the ushers will lead him out the door. Let somebody worship Him a little bit, and they're a bunch of fanatics. That's right.
We invite Him, and then don't want Him when He gets there. But He will come anyhow. He comes. Oh, yes. He will be there. When He promises... You ask Him, no matter what the circumstances is, He comes when you ask Him. He's there.


And then they'd--they'd decorate their--their, what you call here, I guess, a patio, or piazza, we called it in the north, and--and fix it all up, and make it so pretty. They had this big feast out in the yards where they had fenced off, so that the outsiders and them that's not invited could not get in. And, oh, how they would barbecue roast lamb and put all kinds of spices on it. And my, they could really make it look good, and was good.

And when the chariot drove up, those who came by chariot, the flunky would take the chariot, go on down, take the horses out, and the harness off of them, and--and give them fodder, and so forth. And the one that rode on saddle, remove the saddle, and take care of the horse. They had everything just fixed.


Now, the people only had about two ways of motivation. That was either by an animal or walking. And when the people walked, they went up over the hills, the shortcuts, and so forth, over the hills to the cities. And along this trail, the animals walked also, the--the horses, and the--the camels, and the donkeys, and... Along the road where they went, the dust was contaminated.
And when the people walked, they had a Palestinian garment on, which is a robe. And then as they walked, the robe was low, and the dust, as they swung their feet, the robe give a swing, and it picked up the dust off of the road, and it got on their limbs, on their faces. And the smell of the barnyard, like the--where the animals had been along the road was on them. And they were not--they...

And maybe someone come up, and here's what taken place. (Come here, Brother Roy, a minute.) Here's the way they greeted one another. They come in like this, and they would take his shoe, and take it off, and see what size his shoe was, then fit it with a pair of bedroom slippers, we'd call it.

Then he would go over. There'd be another flunky standing there who took some ointment, oil. And it was highly perfumed. They'd get that perfume from a little apple that's from a rosebud that makes the perfume. And they'd make this perfume and pour it upon their hands, and they would wipe their hands.

And then (See?), he had his feet washed, and a pair of slippers on. He had the dust off of him. And that had some kind of a... like that perfume would act in the place like menthol would make you feel cool and refreshed. Groomed hisself, and then he was ready then to--to meet the one who had invited him. Now, he didn't feel like meeting him all dirty.

Then, when he went to the party that had invited him, when he come in his presence... Now, what if he come in with dirty, stinking feet and dirt all over him? He smelled bad. He would--he kinda feel bad. He would shun him. But then, after he'd had his feet washed, and been anointed (like we get anointed with the Holy Spirit, you see?), and then all groomed, then he walked in to the master of the house, master of ceremony. And he was--he was ready to meet him. [Psalms 133:2]


First he must be washed, and made groomed, and anointed. And then he was ready to come in. And when... As long as he, being the guest, and he had been invited, and had been... The last thing was shake his hand and kiss him on the cheek, or on the neck. And that kissed him welcome.
Oh, he was a full-fledged brother then. Amen. Yes, he was welcome then, can go into the refrigerator and get yourself a big Dagwood sandwich, and lay down across the bed. You're home. See? You're welcome as long as you get that kiss of welcome, like the prodigal son, you know, returning, as long as you get the kiss of welcome. Now, it was all right.

And they had everything ready. All the flunkies was standing at place, towels on shoulders, every man at his place. Up come the carriage, and away went the flunky with him. And in he come, the feet washing, and so forth, on and on and on. What a day. Old Pharisee was having him a time.

Notice, and they didn't believe He was a prophet. So I'd imagine old Pharisee said, "Now, I've invited Rabbi So-and-so and Rabbi So-and-so, and I've got to have some main entertainment. And I'll just get that hoaxter down here. And you know what we'll do? I'll show him up. I'll prove that he's not a prophet. Rabbi Belinsky over here, he believes that he's just a--he's a faker. He don't believe, because he's too much against our organizations." So he--he just...
"We can't believe. If he was a real prophet he'd be a Pharisee and stand for the things that we stand for." [Matthew 10:25]

So it's been a battle all the way through. And you've got to make your choice, so... The one disbeliever, and the believer... And the disbeliever's always some styled-up, self-styled something, you know. And--the we find out that sometimes God works in such humble ways. He just puts it over the eyes of them guys.


And now, let's look around a minute. How did He get in there? How did He ever pass the gate of the flunky? There He sets over in a corner. He's right on time. He's always on time. And there He sets in the corner (I hate to say this.), setting there with dirty feet: Jesus, with dirty feet (as the Frenchman calls Him, Jésus), Jésus, with dirty feet. Nobody had washed Him. Nobody had groomed, anointed Him; and yet, He was invited. There sets Jesus with dirty feet: come to the invitation that was given Him, but nobody cared about Him. How did He ever pass that foot-wash flunky?

But where was that flunky? Where was one? He still had the stink of the road on Him. He had dirty feet. He wasn't anointed. The Scripture says so. And there He set there, and nobody paying any attention to Him. [Luke 7:37]

God, what's the matter with this generation of people? Where are they at? What's happened? Jésus, with dirty feet, setting among the people where He's invited and with a dirty name. There He sits there, stink of the road on Him, everything that they can throw onto Him, or the people that worships Him, they throw it on, call them a bunch of riff-raff and everything else: Jésus, with dirty feet.
But He never said a word. He just set there with his head down, a wallflower, as we'd call it, at the party. That's what He is today at the worship. At the worship where we're supposed to be representing Pentecost, He becomes a wallflower. [Luke 7:36-40]

And this evangelist turned around and said, "Shut your mouth. You disturb me."
Well, you disturb me when you don't say "Glory to God." I--I think something's happened.

The biggest skunk I know of is the devil. The best way I know to do, is say, "Amen. Hallelujah." That's, "Sic him, boy. Go after him. Put him in a stump."

Like some of these television outfits we've got today, people would rather stay home and watch some Ricky get up down there with a television outfit and crack some kind of a joke, with some woman's been married four or five times, and so forth, and stay to hear that, and love that better than they love prayer meeting on Wednesday night.
Why, no wonder the revival's gone. You can't build a church upon embers or coals, some phoenix. You can't do it. Old burnt-over coals... You've got to have somebody their heart's on fire; they're looking for something, something to take place, watching every service, right there at the spot, watching.

There, He set there. Yet, He come. I wonder why. I wonder why. There's always a reason.



That's what makes a many a girl go wrong, because there's nobody seems to care for her. There'd be half of them wouldn't be the way they are, if there's somebody could--would care for them. Instead of mother and daddy out somewhere, carrying on in a barroom and letting their girl go anywhere, they ought to be at home praying, their Bible open, pleading for, like Job was, for his children. Peradventure they do sin, he'd have a sacrifice for them. We need more prayer and more homes consecrated to God. That's right.

Then we find out, that she slips down to the other street, she looks up and down, her big pretty eyes glazed all around. "Why, where is everybody?" She walks down through the streets. It's all vacant.

So she looked around. She walked down. Directly, she smelled something. Her poor little old empty stomach begin to cry for something. "Umm. Oh, that's right. I remember on the advertisement, the Bishop Pharisee up there is having his great annual meeting. Well, I guess there'll be nothing for me to do today but walk around." Now, she was an outcast from anyone, you know. So she...
Now, let's watch her. She slips up close. And she had to be careful not to get around where other people was (they'd see her), 'cause they'd pick up a stone and run her away. So a lot of that self-styled Phariseeism goes today too. That's right. They need a hand out. Remember from whence you came from too (See?), before you cast the stone at somebody else. See?

And so, she listened at them for a few minutes. And she walked on by a little farther. She got up on a little place, a little high, so she could see over their heads. She begin to look around over in the yard, and she seen all the guests, how pretty and groomed they was, and how their clothes just, one...?... And the priest, with all of his lace gowns and everything, standing there, and how wonderful they was.

And, you know, all at once, her eyes caught a sight. There's something about Him. I don't know. If your eyes ever catch a glimpse of Him, you know it, that is, if you're ordained to life. Yes. Otherwise, you can look right across Him and never pay no attention to it. But if you've been ordained to life, the first view, He's different.

She moves on, and I listen at her. She hears a conversation. And it was one of the disciples, said, "Wonder why they haven't groomed our Master. There He sets there." [Luke 7:38]

There's a many a hungry heart in Methodist, Baptist, Presbyterian, Catholic, and all, fenced off from Him with creeds. "If I could only get to Him." [John 8:7]

But something says, "He needs to be ministered to."
That's it. Hallelujah. No matter what you are, He needs to be ministered to. And she picked up her sock again, and, "I must do it." There was something inside of her. "I must get to Him."

"Well, what do you want?" you know, seeing who she was. "What do you want in here, anyhow?"
"I want the best alabaster box that you got. I want the best one."
Oh, that's what. God expects you to give Him your best, not just a little time on the side, but He wants your best. He must have the best.
And he might've said, "What do you want with this?"
"Oh, it's for a special occasion. I must have it."
"Well, everybody's gone to..." [Matthew 26:7], [Mark 14:3], [Luke 7:37]

Oh, of course, if there's some money in it, that's all right. He got up; here he come, walked out. He counts it. "Yes, just exactly the right amount of the Roman denarii. That's right." reached up and got the very best alabaster box. And she tucked it in her bosom, and out the door she went.
And up along the side of the fence, she said, "I can't get in here. I--I--I can't squeeze through there. I don't know how I'm going to get to there. But He needs a service done to Him, and I'm going to get there some way." That's it. That's it. "I'm going anyhow. I don't care what anybody says, I've got to get to Him. I must get there."

That's the only way you can come. That's the only way I can come. But He expects us to come if He needs to be...?... be ministered to. He's expecting us.

I don't know how I got in, but I got there. Amen. That's all I care. I arrived. I got there. That's the main thing. I can't see how He'd ever take something like me in, but He... Somehow, I got there. I arrived one day. I've ever remained there. I never want to leave it. Just let me stay right here.

But just remember, when you're trying to do a service for Jesus, He will never bawl you out for doing it. You might get it in your church, but you won't get it from Jesus. That's right. Yes. You might get bawled out from some ecclesiastical giant that would stand up and say, "Days of miracles is past. Stop that testifying," and so forth. "About this Divine healing, this Holy Ghost stuff, stop that." You might get it from him, but never from Jesus. No.

And they... She slipped up behind Him. And she thought, "Here I am, and I now have arrived in the Presence of Eternal Life. If I can only do Him a service. If I can only do something for Him." Now, she had to kinda keep her head down, because she was a despised woman. And she knelt down. I can see her kneel down by the side of His feet. And she thought, "Can I touch Him?"
Oh, I--I... Can you imagine how she felt? I hope I get that opportunity someday.

He said, "Yes, sir." He said, "I'm free." Said, "Last evening, Jesus Christ set me free from the penalty of death and sin."
He said, "You mean that, Mose?"
He said, "I do."
He said, "Then I'll go down and sign the emancipation proclamation, and you can be free to preach to your brothers. I set you free also, if Christ set you free."
So he gone down and signed it.

One day, he opened up his eyes. He said, "Am I still here? Am I still here?" He said, "Come close, my brethren." He said, "I thought I had went over on the other side, and I just entered through the gate. The great Archangel had let me in the gate." And said, "Here come some servants up and said, 'Mose, Mose, the servant of the Lord. Here is your robe. Here is your crown.'"
He said, "I turned around to them and said, 'Oh, servants of God. Don't talk to me about robe and crown.'"
Said, "But, Mose, it's your reward."
He said, "I don't want a robe and crown. For my reward, just let me stand and look at Him."

And here this woman was, at His feet. What a place to be. And at His feet she remembered all of her sins. There's something about it. You remember every evil thing you've done when you get to His feet.
And when she did, she thought, "Me, the vilest of vile, and standing here by the Holiest of holy..." Great big tears begin to run down her cheeks, and they begin to spat on His feet. He turned and begin to watch her.

She started to--to wiping the tears off His feet with her--with her curls of her hair. (Some of our sisters would have to stand on their head to get enough hair to do that.) So then, she was wiping His--His feet with--with her--with her hairs of her head, as it spatted on--on His feet like that. And, oh, she'd look up, and she was scared. And then she'd... You--you...
Somehow or another you get all excited when you get around Him. I do. I get all excited when I feeled Him around me. Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing when I'm... I--I lose myself. I think we all do.

Now, if He'd have moved, she'd have got out of there in a minute. But He just... If she wanted to do Him a service, He just set still and let her do it. I love that. If you want to do Him a service, just... He will set still and let you go ahead and do it. See? He never bawled her out. He never said, "Say, you sinner, get up from there." No, no. He just let her go ahead and do it. He will let you do the same thing if you want to do a service for Him. [Luke 7:37]

That's what it is, you forget all about bishops and all these other things. Whenever you're doing Jesus a service, you just keep on doing it. I don't care what anybody says, you're--you're right on the job. You're doing something.
And she was a-kissing His feet, and wiping his feet, and trying to put this ointment on there; and the tears, and ointment washing down across His feet...
And there, first thing you know, Pharisee happened to look back and saw it. Oh, my. He puffed out like a frog eating shot. He... look up, "Hmmm, my." He wanted all the brethren to see that, you know. "Looky there." And he said within himself, "If this man was a prophet, he would know what kind of a woman that was. If he was a prophet, he would know this kind of a woman, what she was. Proves, brethren, he's no prophet." [Luke 7:37-39]

You know, somehow or another, you get in a mess when you get down before Christ. That's what's the matter with the people today. They're trying to dodge the new birth. You know, any birth is a mess. I don't care if it's in a pig pen, or if it's in a pink decorated hospital room. Any birth is a mess.

That's what this woman had. That's what Esther had when she come before the king. That's the reason she overrun the other girls, because she come adorning herself with a sweet spirit before him. [Acts 2:37-39]

Pharisee standing there, everybody quiet then, nobody was saying a thing, you know. They was everybody breathless. I can see Pharisee with a righteous indignation, you know, running through him. Oh, he was blowed up. He thought, "To disgraced my service..." [Luke 7:36-40]

"Oh, how disgraceful. My bishopry will be ruined." There he stood just blowing up like a frog. Then he stood there, all...
Jesus was watching the woman. So after while, He turned His eyes around. We'll see whether He was a prophet or not (Oh, my.), see what He said. Said, "Simon, I got something to say to you." Here He come. We'll find out whether He's a prophet or not.
He said, "You invited me down here, and I took off from My schedule. I left sick people laying around the gates. I left lepers crying. I left multitudes of people hunting for Me in the wilderness, and around over the sea banks to try to find Me, because you invited Me. And I come."


Let's bow our heads just a minute while we're thinking on these things here. We don't want our time to get away from us. [Luke 7:47-48]

I wonder tonight, how many in this building appreciates Jesus Christ enough, that you would want to do Him a service? The best service you could do would do just like she did. Come up here around the altar a minute. We've been having healing for a few nights of the body; let's have some healing of the soul. Why don't you come up tonight and say, "I'll take my way with the Lord's despised few. I'll go from here tonight and live a life that will wash the dirt from His feet. I'll live such a life of holiness, until all that I come in contact with will know that I've been in contact with Christ. I'll take the way with the Lord's despised few." [Luke 7:47-48]

I think of a poor little crippled-up woman weeping with her handkerchief over her eyes, a Greek brother bringing her down, a young boy walking up here. Come on, sonny boy. Don't you worry. Come here, honey. God loves you. Jesus loves you, honey. Stand right here.
Lord Jesus, be merciful to the little boy, Lord, his tender little eyes. I pray that You'll look down through his heart, Lord, and wash away every sin.
This precious woman, gray in hair. Age has struck her, and she comes now with her tears, Lord. She loves You; she wants to do a service for You. Grant it, Lord, as she does now. Wipe away her tears with Thy forgiveness, Lord, and give to her that what she seeks for.

Heavenly Father, this man might be insignificant to the world, might be just a labor man that works hard, just an ordinary man standing here... Probably, if the President or someone would come to the city, they'd never even know it. But Jesus has come and he's recognized Him. God, forgive every sin. Give to him tonight the blessed Holy Spirit, the Water of Life as he stands here humbly waiting. Grant it, Lord.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble...
Pray now. Everybody, just ask God, "Could I do You a service?"
While on others Thou art calling...
He's come down to your city this week, give you a revival, proved He's here among you. Won't you come?
Saviour...
Hear my humble...
Pray now. Everybody, just ask God, "Could I do You a service?"
While on others Thou art calling...
He's come down to your city this week, give you a revival, proved He's here among you. Won't you come?
Saviour...

Somebody else, just come right out now. This man's standing here with tears pouring down off his eyes, great big rough hand holding mine. He means that, deeply sincere. He means that. Then he's passing from death unto Life right now.

Heavenly Father, bless this our sister. May she do a service for Jesus of Nazareth tonight with her life. Wash all the shame away from that precious Name of the Lord Jesus. Grant it, Lord.
This little woman, stooped in her shoulders, hard days' work has passed through here. Maybe these old feeble hands have stroked back the tears from many a little baby's cheek. Tonight, Lord, there's one hand can stroke her tears away with forgiveness. That's the hand that stroked the woman, and said, "Thy sins, which are many, are all forgiven thee." Bless her, Lord. Grant this to her, in Jesus' Name. [Luke 7:47-48]

Heavenly Father, I lay my hands upon these women here. They want to do a service for Jesus. Grant it, Lord, that it may be granted to them, in the Name of the Lord Jesus.
A precious brother, Lord God. May tonight, though their sins be many, may they all be forgiven. Grant it, Lord, to this brother also.

If you're a little cold in your spirit, why don't you come up and say, "Lord, I want to reconsecrate myself. I--I haven't done the things that I ought to have done." Come around here with these people that's standing here.
There comes families of people coming. Won't you make your way up, you that's lukewarm, or you that's never received the Holy Ghost?

Trusting only in thy merit,
Would I seek thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit.
Oh, save me by thy grace.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Would I seek thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit.
Oh, save me by thy grace.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.

Make your way now, because He, the--the Lord God, that this week has discerned the thoughts of the hearts of the people, has--keeps saying to me, "Hold your call; keep them coming. There's somebody out there should be coming."
Saviour...(Come. Do a service for Him, won't you?)
Oh, hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Oh, hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.

W
ould I seek thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by thy grace.
Come on now. Come on. Look at standing around here. This is wonderful. Come on while the water's troubled.
... humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Raise up your hand, and say it from your heart.
Saviour, Saviour...
Raise up now. Come on up to the altar. Stand up. Come up around the altar here. Let's pray.
... cry;
While on others Thou art calling...
Just do Christ a service. Step out of your aisles and come down. Say, "Here's my service, Lord. I come to make a public confession. Here I am. I've been wrong, Lord. I've done wrong. Help me now. I've come to confess my sin." How... Oh, it's been a blessed time.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry,
While... (That's right, young lady. You were one of them.)
... others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Saviour, Saviour...
Do a service for Him now. Come up. Let the tears of repentance come now.
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by thy grace.
Come on now. Come on. Look at standing around here. This is wonderful. Come on while the water's troubled.
... humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Raise up your hand, and say it from your heart.
Saviour, Saviour...
Raise up now. Come on up to the altar. Stand up. Come up around the altar here. Let's pray.
... cry;
While on others Thou art calling...
Just do Christ a service. Step out of your aisles and come down. Say, "Here's my service, Lord. I come to make a public confession. Here I am. I've been wrong, Lord. I've done wrong. Help me now. I've come to confess my sin." How... Oh, it's been a blessed time.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry,
While... (That's right, young lady. You were one of them.)
... others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.
Saviour, Saviour...
Do a service for Him now. Come up. Let the tears of repentance come now.
While on others Thou art calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.

I give myself, Lord, everything that I am, I pour into Thy service. I'll give myself, Lord. Every Christian, consecrate themselves. What caused you sinners to come up?
God brought you up here. God's here to take your sins away. Hallelujah.
... calling,
Oh, do not pass me by. (Everybody.)
Saviour, Saviour,
Oh, hear...
That'll break up the icicles. That'll start a revival. That'll start the fires a-burning.
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
... calling,
Oh, do not pass me by. (Everybody.)
Saviour, Saviour,
Oh, hear...
That'll break up the icicles. That'll start a revival. That'll start the fires a-burning.
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Now, let's everyone give Him a praise. Raise up our hands, close our eyes. Pray. Just pray till God pours out the Holy Spirit upon this audience. In the Name of Jesus... Glory to...?... service. Take over...?...