Three Types of People — Leonard Ravenhill

Last week, we looked at a very, very familiar text in the Gospel as recorded by Mark, Chapter 10. Mark, Chapter 10, Verse 17. Verse 17, Mark 10, 17. When he was gone forth in the way, there came unto him one running, and kneeling, and asking him, Good Master, what shall I do that I may inherit eternal life?

As we said last week, this story is told by three of the evangelists, and they stress different points, but they all say the same thing about him, that he was very rich. Verse 21 here says, Then Jesus beholding him loved him, and said unto him, One thing thou lackest.

What was the one thing? Saving faith. One thing thou lackest. Go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast, and give it to the preacher. I wish we would all do that tonight. I'll be here tomorrow while you bring your gifts.

No, that's how we translate it, sell all you have and give it to the TV preacher. Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor. That's the number one thing he has to do. And thou shalt have treasure in heaven.

Then come, take up thy cross, and follow me. He went away grieved, for he had great, what? Not great money. Not one of the versions talk about him having any money. He had great possessions. There are some things much more precious to us than even money.

We love honor. We love to be appreciated. Many people don't have much money, but they're intellectually rich, they're socially rich. Or they have prestige even in the religious world. And yet Jesus says, Sell all that thou hast and give it to the poor.

Then take up thy cross and follow me. Where? To the bank? Yes. To the bank? Yes. Bankruptcy. It's an extension of the bank. It's where all the banks are going, so you may as well get to know. Bankruptcy.

Unless you're bankrupt, you can't follow him. While ever you have one grain of self-reliance, self-satisfaction, self-appreciation, self-desire, self-glory, you cannot be his disciple. It negates everything that the flesh clings to.

Social standing, prestige amongst Christians even. Lots of people become worse after they get saved than they were before. I'll need another night to explain that, but there it is. Let's jump to verse 29.

Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily I say unto you, There is no man that hath left house, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands. For what? For my sake. But he shall receive a hundredfold now in this time.

Oh boy, there you are, there's prosperity for you. It's written here, but I haven't finished it. Now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and lands. With what? Persecutions. Come on, balance it up, get the prosperity there, the persecutions here, come on.

Some of you look so miserable at this moment, what's wrong with you? I didn't know you had so much money you couldn't leave it. So much prestige, so much honor. With persecutions, well we jump from this, let's go from this.

This is the rich young ruler. Let's jump back to Mark chapter 1. No pardon me, let me go back there a minute. You see, what did Jesus say? He says, Sell all that thou hast, and he went away. Now notice, Jesus never followed him.

Jesus never rebuked him. Jesus never corrected him. Wouldn't you have thought that here Jesus would have warned him? You see, there are times when the Lord does not even intercept us or interfere with us.

He said to one man, Simon, you're going down the road, Satan is going to ambush you, jump on you, tear you up. He was going to do that, but he didn't say, I sent Satan back to hell where he belonged to.

He says, I have prayed for thee. That doesn't look very practical, does it? Why didn't he say, I cursed him, and he died on the spot? But why didn't he say to Judas, when he was going out to destroy Jesus and destroy himself, he didn't say to him, I have prayed for thee.

Jesus was going to be destroyed by that villain that was going out. And he didn't say, well listen, I'll put a restraint on you that for five more years you won't do another thing, but at the end of the five years you'll die eaten of worms like Herod will do.

He didn't say that to him. He let him go, though it involved the destruction of, it involved the destruction of Jesus as well as of Judas. And there are times when there is no explanation for what God does.

As I've said often enough, I cannot explain God, I can experience Him. And if I believe my times are in thy hands, why do I have to worry? You know these big boys on TV, they all believe in the sovereignty of God till he comes to money.

And then they break down. God can't get them out of a mess financially. And all the guy needs is $5 ,000 or $50 ,000 to get a new engine for his jet. I believe in the sovereignty of God, not just over nations, but over my own life as well.

My times are in thy hands. There's a timetable, I don't need to know it. The favorite hymn of Hudson Taylor in China was, Jesus, I am resting, resting in the joy of what thou art. Thou hast bid me gaze upon thee, and thy beauty fills my soul, for by thy transforming power thou hast made me whole.

And when his wife was in a casket at the side of him, this 14 ,000 miles away from home, when the people that were on his staff were disgruntled, when the people in England lost faith in him, he didn't shrink and complain, he sang at the side of the coffin, they were peeping through the keyhole.

And he was walking up and down with his arms behind him, Jesus, I am resting, resting in the joy of what thou art. But it says about this precious man here, he went away because he had great possessions.

But it says something more than that. It says that Jesus, looking upon him, loved him. Why did he love him? A number of reasons, I think. Did he love him because he bowed down to him? Remember, this is reversed to their customs.

In those days, and it's common in the East now, the poor people will fall at the feet and beg at the feet of a rich man. But here you have a rich man begging at the feet of a penniless man, a homeless man, a man that has no authority, a man that's scorned in the synagogue and the temple.

And this man comes with courage. And publicly, if you read the beginning of the chapter, Jesus had blessed little children in a home. And then it says he went out in the way. So this is up to the public gaze.

And here are all these people that know this nobleman. In England we might call him a lord these days. He's a distinguished man in society. And then he bows in front of this man who's a rebel. The man who contradicts the theology of the day, the customs of the day, everything of the day.

And here's a wealthy man, maybe one of the best-known men in the country, and he's at the feet of Jesus crying, Have mercy upon me. And Jesus, looking on him, loved him. Not for his courage, and not for his homage, but because he was a human being who had a need, that everything outside of him was not satisfying.

He's known maybe as a man that does everything. And yet he comes cringing to the feet, again I can't overemphasize this, of this poverty-stricken, itinerant preacher that's the most rebellious man as far as the theologians are concerned.

And yet here he is publicly declaring his desire. You see, he's driven there by need. It says, Jesus, looking upon him, loved him. Now go back, please, to Mark chapter 1. In the story we just read, it was a ruler that came to him.

Here in verse 40 of chapter 1 in Mark, it says, There came a leper beseeching him and kneeling down and saying unto him, If thou wilt, thou canst make me clean. And Jesus moved with compassion. You see, Jesus said something to the rich man, or said nothing, pardon me.

He just looked at him and he loved him. It doesn't say here he loved him, it does more than that. It said he had compassion. And because he had compassion, what did he do? He touched him. I admire fellows like dear Sonny and these fellows here, these precious Indian guys that go down to the strip as they went last week, or two weeks ago, or the work Dave Wilkerson's doing, or Joe Forth, going and touching the people.

You have here a man who's a leper. Nobody ever touched him. They withdrew themselves. He was out of society, out of religion. He lost his title, everything, because he's been declared a leper. And yet when he comes to Jesus, Jesus touched him.

What in the world do you think he felt like? Maybe he'd never felt a touch of a human being for years. And he comes up to Jesus, he knows he smells, he knows he's nauseating, he knows he's repulsive. I've seen some amazing sights around the world.

One of the most amazing was going to a leper colony in Thailand, and there were men whose arms were eaten off up to their elbows, men whose legs were eaten off up to their knees. I remember we went through some gates, we weren't supposed to go to the leper colony.

We had a girl at Bethany Fellowship, one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. She was a missionary there with her husband, and she went and sat in the middle of all those corrupt men. One man, his face was eaten away, he had a thread of flesh holding his eyeball in.

You could see down his throat where his tongue was joined. There were others there, their fingers were green with gangrene and pus was running out. And yet they clapped their stumps and sang, Jesus loves me this I know.

Do you think you'll ever forget a thing like that? A leper, out of society, and the purest man that ever lived. Before even angels bowed, goes up and touches that leprous man. What in the world do you think he felt like?

Every barrier went down. He isn't looking out of his eye corner for the high priest or something, he doesn't care now. Here is the man who's stirring the nation, and he comes to me. To do what? He touched me.

He touched me. Oh, come on, help me, don't be cripples. Martha, you and I will sing it, then they'll all leave. He touched me. Oh, he touched me. Singing, I know. Floods my soul. Piano's nearly as lame as we are, it's got notes that don't work.

So if you live, if you work here, tell them this week, please, to tune it up. Call a doctor. So give us a note and let's sing it again. He touched me. He touched me. Oh, I know. You didn't like that. You say, well, I'm not a leper.

So I'm going to bring you in. I'm going to read about the lunatic in chapter 5. Mark chapter 5 and verse 5, isn't it? Let's start at verse 1. Mark 5 and chapter 1. They came out over on the other side into the country of the Gadarenes.

And when he was come out of the ship, immediately they met him out of the tombs, a man with an unclean spirit, who had in his dwelling among the tombs. And no man could bind him. No, not with chains. Because he had often been bound with fetters and chains.

And he plucked them asunder and broke the fetters. Neither could any man tame him. Always, night and day, he was in the mountains and in the tombs, crying and cutting himself with stones. When he saw Jesus far off, he ran and worshipped him.

Isn't that amazing? A man, demon possessed, runs to Jesus. Dear God, he'd been to that synagogue and temple, seen the high priest, the other priest and everybody. He'd seen the ritual for the burnt offering and everything else.

Never did a thing for him. It was theory. And now he sees again this holy, wonderful man. See what it says. When he saw Jesus far off, he ran and worshipped him. Oh, I think some other versions say he fell down and worshipped him and cried with a loud voice, What have I to do with thee, Jesus, thou Son of God, of the Most High God?

I adjure thee by God that thou torment me not. For he said unto him, Come out of him. And he asked him, What is thy name? And he answered, My name is Legion, and we are many. And he besought him so much to send him into the country, out of the country.

There was night to the mountains, a great herd of swine feeding. And all the devils besought him, all the devils in accordance. Does that say a thing to you? Hell is so bad, demons didn't want to go back to it.

And yet there's no deliverance, except through Jesus. You know, I was talking to some fellows. I hope they're improving. There's Sonny. He was in yesterday. I preached to two preachers. That's about the most difficult thing in the world.

Preaching to two preachers. No offering for one thing? So next week, when you come, bring an offering. I said, You know what's wrong with modern preaching? Three things. One thing, it has no intensity.

What was it? Intensity. Number two, it has no majesty. And number three, it has no eternity. I don't know if you listened to the end of that court trial, what it was over Oliver Green tonight. I thought it was beautiful, the summary.

He was very, very moved. And the fellow that asked the questions was moved. And I thought, Well, why in God's name? They're only acting. That whole trial won't mean that much in eternity. And yet preachers stand almost like toffee bobbies in the pulpit.

You know, I think one problem with the church today, we have too many preacherettes making sermonettes for Christianettes who smoke cigarettes. We've got eternity in our hands. I'm convinced that the greatest thing about those Puritan preachers was they lived in eternity six days a week and came down to earth on the seventh.

Our preachers are golfing on Saturdays and goofing the other five days. And then they want to come and preach in the pulpit as though they've been living in eternity. It's a profession with most of them.

Preaching is not a profession, it's an obsession. And it doesn't burn in you. If you're in sleep, normally you're not a Christian. You're hardly a Christian, let alone a preacher. In a hell of a world like this, that's on the brink of the greatest disaster ever, that the demons did not even want to go back to hell.

I once heard, I heard Gypsy Smith many times. In fact, I had dinner with him a number of times. Because he came to the college, he didn't come to see me. And I sat next to him. He's a great man. Boy, could he talk.

Do you know his chief subject? Well, just ahead was Jesus. After that, his chief interest was Gypsy Smith. But anyhow, he was always talking about the things he'd done. And I remember he said one day, do you know what?

Pigs have more sense than men. Somebody said, well, how do you know? He said, Jesus gassed the devils into the pigs, and they all committed suicide. They wouldn't even let the devil live in them. But that, I don't know if you have a copy of Martha.

We'll have to look up, dearie. If we can get it and give it to Brother Jack. Jack, do you know a book called, what was the fellow in Germany that cast out the demons? Do you remember that? Blumhart. Blumhart's Battle.

Do you know that book? We need to get it. You know, if the church was really in business doing this, the psychologists wouldn't dare to sing their dumb song. Tell me, do you know a man possessed of devils, possessed of lust?

He may not break up property, but he breaks up lives. Contaminates girls. Breaks the hearts of women. What church can you take him to where he'll sit under the anointing of God? And people dare not leave the sanctuary.

I'll tell you when God is present, when people dare not leave the meeting. I remember preaching three nights. I arrived a day too early in New Zealand, about 15 years ago. I'd just got in the house and somebody called and said, we hear Raimund's coming.

Man said, he's been in my house five minutes. Ask him if he'll come to the south of the island, 400 miles away. It's Christmas, there won't be anybody around. They all go to the beaches, it's hot there, it's Christmas day, burning hot usually.

I said, well I'll go. He said, you may not get 30 people. Do you know what we got there? There were nearly 300 people there. The second night the church was packed, the third night the rafters were packed.

And you know for three nights I preached my heart out and I dare not give an altar call. I sat in the back room and people sat there for two hours and more. I didn't know what to do, I was afraid of injecting flesh, so I left it.

So one old man said, Raimund didn't even know how to handle it. I didn't know how to handle it. Maybe I would now. I sure didn't then. But you see when the hush of eternity is there, you hardly dare say a word.

You want to go home on tiptoe. You don't talk about junk. I preach one of the greatest, some of the greatest churches in this country. One Sunday morning I went in, here's a congregation of 3 ,000 people.

Just as I went in the room, the pastor said to one of the deacons, say, two touchdowns today. Two what? Boy, I could have thrown the Bible at him. Talking about football, a few minutes before we go and talk to 3 ,000 people, I want us to learn a hymn, not just now, a Quaker hymn, a wonderful Quaker hymn.

We should sing it. Every church in the country should be made to sing it for a year. It begins, Dear Lord and Father of mankind, forgive our foolish ways in England, in America, feverish ways. It's more suitable, we're so feverish anyhow.

Reclothe us in our rightful right. It goes on to say, where Jesus knelt to share with thee the silence of eternity interpreted by love. It says, Breathe through the heats of our desire, thy fullness and thy balm.

Let sense be dumb, let flesh require. I'll tell you what most preachers do. They hang the sweaty mantle of the prophet on the back of the office door before they ever go on the platform. They're so loaded with psychology, ability, how to expound the word, how to do this, how to get through to the people.

That's all going to get kicked out. Should never have got in. But I'm convinced God is going to raise them up and raise a voice in Tyler as God's my witness. I'm not old. I'm not as old as my dear friend here.

You're older than me, aren't you Beatrice? Three months. Oh dear. You look three years older than me. Oh, that was cruel. Beatrice, she's a good Methodist, another young Methodist there. But you know what?

God's going to answer the situation that we're in. Not through politics, not through some devices of men. I look for these fellows to come in some Friday night and stand up, Spencer, some of them are, Sonny, and just say something and take the whole thing over.

I'll be so happy. We have a little routine here and as you know, we have a lot of decorum. We let it at home tonight, but normally we have some. We're not as starchy as this usually, but anyhow. You know, God's going to reveal himself.

You know, I don't ask God to bless my preaching anymore. I don't. I say, Lord, you get glory out of the meeting. Forget me. Whether I preach well or I don't preach well, whether I talk well or I cry, I don't care a hell of these.

The glory of God has to come back to the temple and you'll bring anybody in. You'll bring people demon-possessed with lust, with pride, with anger, with every hellish thing. But the presence of Jesus will be so real that people will shrivel up almost.

I mean, shrivel on the inside. But here's a man and he comes to Jesus and I say, oh, all right. Where were we? Mark, chapter 1, wasn't it? Mark, chapter 1. I want a clock that goes slower if you can get me one.

I'm going back to Israel here. Verse 41. Jesus moved with compassion. You see, his love was manifested when he talked to the rich young ruler. Looking on him, he loved him. He saw the potential in him.

He saw there's no other way for him to go. Again, he didn't bargain with him. He didn't say, I'll change the status for you. The Word of God says that there's no man that comes unto the Father except he repents of sin and takes up his cross.

We don't all pay the same price. I told you last week of a young man that I had to deal with a while ago. He's on the verge of becoming one of the most prospective tennis players in the world. And he says, Mr. Ramiel, I can see my career going.

I said, let it go. Do you think you'll be sorry in eternity you let a few balls slip past you? Some men have to give up a career as a doctor or something else. And I would add, dear David said up there at the community church last year, don't just bring the Lord your sins.

Bring Him your life. Bring Him your will. Bring Him your intentions. Bring Him your hidden potential, if you want to put it that way. He's not just looking for your lousy sins. He doesn't keep them up there in heaven.

He's looking for men who are totally committed from the soles of their feet to the crown of their head. That once you yield, you say, Lord, I have no time of my own. I have no desires of my own. I have no purpose of my own.

I have no pattern of my own. Here I am. Going back to Blumhart there. We've got to get some copies of that whenever we get them. I don't know if we have them, but anyhow. Blumhart was the man, they told him there was a girl up in the hills that was sick.

And if I remember rightly, he prayed about eight hours a day for that girl for, for what, a year? No, more than that. Eleven months. He went to the side of the bed and she writhed and she formed as they often do with green saliva coming out of her mouth.

She had a vocabulary like the devil himself. She knew every curse word, every profanity, every ugly, dirty, twisted, tormenting thing. And she screamed out. And he prayed and nothing happened and prayed again.

And people scorned him. But eventually, anyhow. One day he resisted the devil and demanded a deliverance and the girl immediately became sane. The miracle was so great that the case of the king of Germany later gave him a disused warehouse in town and they put beds in it and they brought people from America to go there.

Brought them in straitjackets. On the boats, there were no planes obviously then. And yet they brought all kinds of people and by fasting and prayer, there's no psychology and have you got some inner feelings that need healing?

Come on, forget it. They didn't tell him you need a better image of yourself. You don't need any image. All you need is his image in you. You need to sing Christmas carols every day. Had Adam's likeness, now he face.

Stamp thine image in its place. Thine image in its place. That's all you need. You don't need a better image of yourself. You need a worse image. You need to see corruption. I read again the other day about that precious Quaker, Stephen Grelick, one of the most brilliant men that ever came to America.

I asked the preacher fellows, did they know him? He was going on the edge of a field. There was a forest. And he said, suddenly every leaf on the tree became a tongue. Every tongue began to chant one word.

What did it chant? Eternity, eternity, eternity. He threw himself down on the floor. He got up. He didn't get slain in the spirit for five minutes and get a bump at the back of his head. What did he do?

He went into a room and he stayed there for five days, grieving. He said, when he showed me eternity, when I saw the Christ, I saw my corruption, my vileness from my feet. There isn't one good thing in me from the sense of my will.

Even my will is corrupted. My desires are corrupted. My appetites are corrupted. And so what does he do? He cried and got deliverance. What did that mean? It meant that like Apostle Paul, he said, I'm a debtor to the whole world.

Listen friend, you're a debtor to every lost soul. Why in God's name don't we change our language for once? Don't say I have a friend and she's lost. Say I have a friend and she's damned. Be honest about it.

Till it burns you. I was praying a while ago and as I prayed I said, Lord let this thing bite me on the inside as though I got some teeth. Bite me on the inside. I picked up an old volume of one of the Puritans.

When I opened it, he said, you know, I asked God to let something bite me on the inside. So I thought, well, hallelujah. I'm not as crazy as I thought I was. But you see, unless it burns in me, it won't burn in you.

You say you get excited. Sure I do. I have the biggest job in the world. The biggest message in the world. Hebrews 7 .25 is as real now as when it was written. He's able to save to the uttermost and the guttermost the vilest offender who truly believes that moment from Jesus a pardon receives.

Do you know why church is so dull? Because we don't see deliverances. We see people go to the front. Good Lord, they've done that 20 times and no change. But once they quit and say, I don't go to movies anymore.

I talked to a young man just yesterday. He's an oddball. He has to be. He's a friend of mine. What does it say about these pigs anyhow? He cast the demons out. What did they do? They went into the pigs.

What happened? The whole community came and they prayed. They didn't pray, Lord, they said, Lord, get out of our country. They prayed Him to get out of their coast. Why? They love their swine more than they thought about the man who'd been delivered.

And listen, if you go to a church and walk with God, boy, you'll be an oddball these days. Like this young man said to me, he goes to a big church, not in this area. He goes to a pretty big church and they call the young people, a lot of young people, teenagers, young married folk together.

You're going in a room there to settle what we're going to do in this situation. Or if you don't want to go there, there's a prayer meeting here. Three people went to the prayer meeting. This other room is packed.

They're deciding where to go on a swimming party with another church. Why in God's name do you want to go with a lot of half-naked women? If they're half-naked, they're only half a brain, you can be sure of that.

Who wants to be strutting their bodies around? And because he won't go, because he says, I can't go to movies, I could but I won't go to movies, I won't go with these swimming parties, he's marked in the church as being a divider, a divisionist.

So what? You can't be a popular Christian in the truest sense of the word. We're in a foreign element from the moment that Adam stepped out of union with God, we're living in enemy territory and it's not getting better, it's getting worse.

And even to walk in holiness is ridiculed and righteousness. They sought him to depart out of their course for doing, for destroying their pigs. They didn't say, oh well, forget about the pigs, this man's been a danger, we didn't let our children go up the road, this lunatic, he'd be jumping over tombstones, coming out and grabbing people, beating them up.

They didn't look at that side, they looked at their material thing. As I've said to you before, I'll say it many times I hope, an experience of God that costs nothing is worth nothing and does nothing.

Take up your cross and follow me. Stephen Grellet's father was a friend of the king of France. His daddy owned some of those porcelain factories, some of the finest porcelain today is from Limoges. And his daddy owned some of those big places.

The result was the family turned on him. But after he had heard the voice of God, after he'd seen eternity, I tell you again dear friends, we are not eternity conscious, our preachers are not eternity conscious.

We're position conscious, possession conscious, power conscious, personality, we're not eternity conscious. Friend, you, eternity is no option, you've no, there's no option, there's no alternate, alternate to it.

He made us for eternity. And however long you live, if you live to be twice as old as dear Beatrice here, the one purpose we're on earth is to give pleasure to the Lord, that's what we're here for. Not to make a name, not to be a famous preacher, a famous writer, a famous missionary, we're here to give pleasure to God.

And the bottom line, every night before you go to sleep, should be Lord, have I given you pleasure today? Not have I given out a tract, as good as that may be, not have I preached a sermon, that might be good, but Lord, have I given you pleasure?

Have I displayed your disposition, your grace, your mercy, your peace, your love? This precious man knew that he'd been delivered from a thousand hells. He knew the dangers of society, he got in with the rich people there, and before long, he settled down, kind of, with all the aristocratic people in Philadelphia.

And then he had this experience of walking by the trees, and every tree, streaming out that voice, like a thunderclap, eternity, eternity, eternity. You know, if I had only one sermon to preach, if I could preach it, broadcast over the nation, I'd preach on eternity.

Duration without end. God has set eternity in the heart of man. We're made for eternity. So this precious man renounces everything he has. Do you know what he did? He learned as many languages as I have fingers and toes, almost.

He went to slave camps. He went into settlements where only black people heard it together. He went to orphanages. He went to every crowned head in Europe. He climbed over the Alps. Didn't ride a horse back it.

He climbed over the Alps. He went to the king of Russia, the Tsar of Russia. He went to the king of France, the king of Belgium. There's a king in Italy, he went there. He even went to the Pope and witnessed of him.

And as a Quaker, he wouldn't remove his hat. They said, when you step into the presence of the Pope, you must remove your hat. He said, oh no, no. Yes, he said no. Well, come in this way. They opened the door and put him through.

And then a man grabbed his hat, took it off. So he had to stand before the Pope without a hat. But not without a message. He told the Pope he needed to be saved. Isn't that wonderful? Oh, I'd go to Rome tomorrow if I could tell the Pope that.

Let me go back to this. Again, you see, about that man, you know, he went to slave... He sat with children in the gutters of India in order to pick up words. He went to slave camps. He went to leper colonies.

I'm a debtor to everybody. I don't care the color of his skin, the size of his head, or if he has a purse or not, or a home or not. He's without God.

It's easy to say that, isn't it? That neighbor of yours is without God. But listen, something else is worse. He's without hope, both in this life and the life which is to come. The reason so many rich people go apart, they've got everything that's visible and they haven't got the invisible.

And that's true of poor people too, of course. But this man just spent his life. And do you know what? Twice. Once he was preaching in Paris and he got the crowd intoxicated because he said there's no value in the Mass, that Jesus alone can save you.

They hung him up on a lamppost and he was just about gasping his last and somebody cut him down. So the next night he preached again and instead of putting on the lamppost, that was getting old-fashioned, they threw him in the river Seine, tossed him right into the depth of the water.

He got out. Twice he stood before men with a cutlass, all mad with drink and had chopped his head off. And he didn't run and scream. He stood there. In season, out of season. He was in death's soft like the Apostle Paul said.

You know, if you can talk somebody into salvation, somebody else will talk them out. It's a miracle of God. Do you wonder what Wesley said? Thy nature gracious, Lord, impart, come quickly from above. Write thy new name upon my heart, thy new best name of love.

He won't learn that until he's created a clean heart. And you see, there's no difference in the lifestyle of many Christians. They're as worldly. They have to go running to a movie or running here or running there to find a bit of satisfaction.

But not when Christ comes. When Christ is my all in all, as I've said to you, I picked it up last year. I don't know where from. You can't say Christ is all I need until Christ is all you have. You've got to lose everything.

Every interest. Maybe break up good friendships. Maybe back off. And the Lord says, go hide yourself. I tell every young man that comes to see me, hide yourself. Get Gurnall's... What's Gurnall's car now?

Oh, here's my student prompting me. Spencer. Good old Spencer. Thank you. The Christian incomplete armour. Don't get the abridged edition. You can get it for about 15. It's 27. You can get it for about, what, 15 dollars, Jack?

Or 16. Fun? For 17. It actually is 30 retail. So there you are. You saved that money. You can put that in the offering. The Christian incomplete armour. 1130 pages. And balance it with that wonderful book written in 1591 by Isaac Ambrose.

Looking unto Jesus. That's the whole secret of the Christian life. Looking unto Jesus. If you look around you, you'll be disgusted. If you look inward, you'll be disappointed. If you look upward, you'll be delighted.

Don't keep looking around at folk in the church that weren't eating anyhow. There are very few people who have a passionate passion for God. Why don't we face up to it? There was a woman that, again, weighed about 95 pounds.

A little Irish lady. Took a one-way ticket to India. Amy Wilson Carmichael. She was the one who cried, Give me a passionate passion for souls. Give me a pity that yearns. Give me a love that loves unto death.

Give me a fire that burns. Give me a prayer power that prevails to pour itself out for the lost. Victorious prayer in the conqueror's name. All for a Pentecost. Give me a love, listen, a love that leads the way, a faith which nothing can dismay.