You can't be perfect. You can't be in yourself. But in Christ, you are perfected. You're not trusting in your own good works, or your own church you belong to, but you're trusting in the shed Blood of the Lord Jesus. There you are. That's what makes you perfect. There's what anchors your faith.
Don't judge a man because he can pray a prayer of faith for the sick and they get well. Don't judge a man because he might do some supernatural miracle, as being a sainted person. But the only way that you can judge is by the love that they have for Christ and for each other.
Come to Easter to show off a new hat or a new bonnet or a new suit of clothes, bring up a big armful of Easter flowers and throw them on the altar. God don't want Easter flowers on the altar. He wants you on the altar. You're the one belongs on the altar.
What did He do? Humble Himself to death, on good Friday afternoon, that He might rise on Easter Sunday, amen, to send back the Holy Spirit upon the Church, with a double portion of It, that we might do the same things that He do, that He did.
I like a man with a reputation. Oh, you don't have to be a big man; you can be a pauper that lives in a attic and have a reputation far better than a potentate. Absolutely. You don't have to be rich; you can just have a reputation. It declare your reputation. What you are makes you what you are; it gives you your reputation. And you're known by your reputation.
If you're a saint, act like a saint, walk like a saint, dress like a saint, talk like a saint, pray like a saint, believe like a saint, shout like a saint, be like a saint, live like a saint, die like a saint and go to heaven like a saint. Amen.
Every spoken Word of God is the original Seed. God planted everything in the earth by His Word, and as long as you stay with the original seed, it will breed itself right back and--and reproduce itself again. Hybreed it, it dies.