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Good morning. Let's pray. I don't normally start like this. I'll lose any new viewers because they won't know who she is, but she deserves prayer. Heavenly Father. We pray for Linda right now as she's getting prepped for surgery. We pray that she would be. She would be in your arms, in your care right now. Everyone that deals with her would be blessed supernaturally, whether they know you or they don't. I pray that they'd be kind and more than confident. They'd be excellent at whatever they do. I pray that the outcome of this is healing. And better life. I pray for those who just had surgery, for Miss Sherrow. Now the hard recovery. I pray that you'd be with her every step of the way. Be with Joe every step of the way. That they go through rehabilitation and physical therapy like warriors. Blessed by your hand. Heavenly Father, for Miss Sharon as she faces this surgery. Soon. Such a major surgery. I pray that it would be life-changing in the most beautiful of ways. I pray for her family. For all those who love and adore her. Bless her with healing. Bless her with relief as only you can. I pray this in Yeshua's name. I pray this in the healer's name. Amen. There's a kind of a distance you can feel in your body. You know what I'm talking about. There's a kind of distance you can feel in your body. You can be standing in a room where everybody else seems close to God. I mean, they're singing it. They're singing their face off. I don't know, uh maybe I don't know if you've ever experienced it. Maybe you have. I want to take a second and pray for Pastor Wright. Pastor Russell Wright at Virginia Creek Ministries, dear friend of mine, and Miss Kathy. He's had a hard way to go, and he's going to have another challenge today, this morning. Father, we we pray, we ask. This man has served. His dear wife, Miss Kathy, has served for almost as long as I've been alive. They've been married as long as I've been alive. Heavenly Father, as only you can comfort your warriors, comfort your servants. Anoint the process with your delivery, your care, and your kindness. I pray this in Yeshua, your son's name. Amen. Have you ever gone to a church? I really want you to think about this. Have you ever gone to a church and I say singing your face off that it may sound weird, but I mean you're so immersed. By the way, how's this sound? I changed a couple of things so that it'll be hopefully be clearer. Good morning. Good morning, all. Good morning. Robbie, we're continuing to pray for you. Pray for you all. If you only know. I I have myself and Miss Colleen have been in a church that it was utterly extraordinary. We've never been in it before. I've told you about it before. Marysville Vineyard, or Vineyard of Marysville, I can't remember what the name of it is. It's just a vent- it's a vineyard church and it's in Marysville, Ohio. And the circumstances under which we ended up there on Saturday evening were utterly extraordinary. We were dirty and sweaty. And we were we were not prepared. Curiosity got me. The kindness of invitation, the smile, got me. Huge snowstorm was impending. We had a two and a half hour drive under good circumstances. We had worked all day. Miss Colleen had worked so hard before I got this bad. It was years ago. And we were exhausted. I was worried about being too tired to drive on the way home before we stopped in this church. The invitation was so pure and so sweet. The smile was so genuine and unpretentious. And we went in. We knew the storm was coming. If you know me, you know. I am I'm going to be on the side of safety if I've got somebody in my care. Which I did, I had miss coming. We went in. Greeted with hot coffee and warm cocoa and cookies. And kindness. Humble kindness. I never experienced it like that. How about you? We could not have been prepared for what we experienced. Worship on a whole nother level. Ten levels. Wasn't some big band, nothing against great bands. I love great bands. I love great music. It was a voice and an honesty in the singing. In the music. There was an honesty in the worship among the congregation. I looked around. The beautiful young woman, toting children, with the beautiful smile who invited us in. She was standing next to a man with no arms. He had those mechanical arms with the hooks. Kid you not. You say, I can't bring my Bible. He was turning the pages of the hymn on turning the pages of his Bible with those hooks. Lost both of his arms in a farming accident. And he was raising those mechanical arms in praise. The pastor. He had on a plaid shirt and jeans and real work boots. His hands were dark with grease. His fingernails. Grease underneath. His language was very clear. You would never call it eloquent, you would just call it authentic. And in the midst of all that, we needed connection with God more than we'd ever needed anything else.

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And we didn't know that. That worship impacted the rest of our lives together. It was massive. I know, you say. How can that be? I know. But it did to this day. That became a benchmark, so to speak. What I've described a moment ago, where everybody else seems so close to God, and they're singing it, they're meaning it, but you're on the other side of that glass, you know, that imaginary glass, and you're doing the quiet math on whether you've earned the right to walk any further in. I don't know. I don't know who I'm talking to, but I can speak for me. I've been in both places. Today, today, seventy-four men climb a mountain that would have killed them a few days earlier. Touch it and you die. That was the rule, that was the fence. They climbed it anyway. They see God and they sit down in front of him and eat a meal. And he doesn't lift a hand against them. Something changed between the week that that mountain meant death and the day it became a dinner table. It wasn't their behavior and it wasn't their sincerity, because 40 days from now, both of those are gonna lie in pieces at the bottom of the same mountain. It was blood. And blood is still the reason you get to come as close as you're about to come. I know. Sounds gross. Good morning. If you've never been here before, you've reached True Word, Faith for Life with Dr. Sean, SHAWN. I'm just Sean. We're walking the whole story of God straight through, in order, in the language and the world it was actually written in. By the way, if your Bible is falling apart, out of use or out of abuse, I cannot recommend any more heartily, and it's in the link. No, she's not a sponsor. I just love her work for one person doing everything by hand. I've had her do six, the six Bibles that I consider to be the most important to me, that I'm gonna have passed on to certain people in the family when I die. So they need to last. I want you to grab your Bible if you can, in whatever form that represents. Before we open the Bible, I want you to put something in the chat if you're able. I don't want you to do it if you're driving. I have a question for you, and I and I mean it. I've had to answer it, and I want you to answer it. What's the room you've stopped walking into? Is it a church? A family table? A hard conversation with God? Just name the room. I'll be reading them as best I can as we go. And if you're putting it in comments on YouTube, I'll come back and I'll read it. Here's what the mountain, you know, this deadly mountain, grandeur, majesty. Here's what the people standing at that mountain understood that we don't. Here in the postmodern Western evangelical era, we don't understand it. In the ancient Near East, you didn't seal a serious agreement with a with a signature. You sealed it with death. Yeah. Two parties would cut an animal in half, and they would walk between the pieces. And the walking said something specific. May this happen to me if I break my word. Covenant language in that world is butcher's language. When a treaty mattered, when you were making a treaty, a serious covenant, blood was the link. So nobody in the camp is confused about where this is heading. They know a covenant has to be cut. What they cannot predict is what God is going to do with the blood once it's drawn. It opens in chapter 23, verse 20, with a promise that must have, it must have steadied every heart in the camp. By the way, how's this sound? I have no idea. I can't hear myself. God says he's sending an angel ahead of them to guard them on the road and bring them to the place he's prepared. Now stop on that word because your transition, your translation just made a decision for you and didn't tell you that it was making one. Hear me. This is very important. Now I want you to stop. I get it, it's easy to be distracted. We have short attention spans, we've been trained that way. But I'm asking you, disconnect from everything else, and I want you to hear this. Prepared. I want you to pause on that word. Hello, Eliza Musa. Hey, Sean, spelled correctly. Listen, your translation of your Bible, I've done plenty of episodes on it. They're on the YouTube channel. They're posted on True Word Faith for Life. Thank you, Miss Colling. Um, where I talk about Bible translations, the ones I primarily use and the ones I don't and why. I do Bible reviews, individual Bible reviews. So the translator who translated translates translates it. That matters. It's hugely important. Because they make decisions for you and you don't know about it. The English Standard Version says angel. The complete Jewish Bible says angel. The NASB, New American Standard Bible says angel. And all three are defensible. And I and I use all of those. But the Hebrew is Malach. Spelled Mim Lamed Aleph. And Malach means messenger, one who is sent. There's nothing about wings, nothing about halos. Because the translators had to reach for an English word. An angel is an honest reach. But it hands you a picture of the Hebrew that the Hebrew never handed anybody. So I want you to hold that picture loosely for about 11 seconds because the very next verse God says something about this messenger that no created being could survive. I want you to pay attention to him. This is verse 21. Pay attention to him. Obey his voice. Don't rebel against him because he will not pardon your transgression. And then the line, My name is in him. My name is in him. In the Hebrew world, a name isn't a label you wear. The name is the essence, the presence, the authority of the person himself to say God's name is in this messenger, is to say his own presence dwells in him in a way that belongs to nobody else. This is one of those themes in the Torah where something shows true that that won't come fully into the light until Yeshua. Can you imagine? The promise runs on through verse 31. Listen to his voice, God says. Verse 31. The promise runs on through verse 31. Listen to his voice. God says, and I'll be an enemy to your enemies. I'll drive out what stands against you, but not all at once, little by little. So the land isn't left desolate. So nothing overruns ground you can't get hold. Even the pace of conquest is mercy. God gives them exactly as much as they can, steward, and not one acre more. Sit with that. Because you've probably been angry at God this year for the same kindness. Then chapter 24. And this is the summit of the whole week. Here we are at Friday, or whenever you're listening to this. Verse 3. Moshe or Moses tells the people all the words of the Lord and all the rulings, and they answer with one voice. Everything the Lord has said we'll do. Verse 4, and Moses wrote it down, the covenant goes into writing, made permanent, made a record that outlives the emotion of the moment. Then he builds an altar, and he and he sets up twelve standing stones, one per tribe. The altar stands for God. The pillars stand for Israel. Both parties are physically on that ground. They're standing there. Verses 5 and 6. The offerings go up, and Moses takes the blood, and he does something nobody expects. He puts half of it in basins and he throws the other half against the altar. Hold that in your mind. It's wild. We can't imagine it. Half on the altar, half still in his hands. Verse 7, he picks up the book of the covenant, the scroll he just finished writing, and he reads it aloud. And the people answer with two Hebrew words that Jewish tradition has never stopped turning over. Now I say Venishma. Nah, I say Venishma. Here the translator, they part ways. And it matters. It matters. Again, no shade on any of these. It matters. Because I want you to understand what the scripture actually means in context. True context. Ancient near Eastern language, culture, and context. It's got to all be together. For it to be accurate and true, it's got to all be together. So the translators here, they part ways. They do. The ESV closes it, we will be obedient. The NESB, we will be obedient. The complete Jewish Bible, we will do and obey. Every one of them lands on obey. And everyone, every one of those has a good reason for it. Because in Hebrew thought, hearing that doesn't change you. In Hebrew thought, hearing that doesn't change you was never really hearing. But underneath it, Nishma, the verb for obey, it's the verb for hear. Shema. Shemma. We will do and we will hear. Something gets flattened when it becomes obedient. These people aren't just promising compliance. They're promising to do it before they finished hearing what it is. Tell me to jump, I'll ask how high on the way up. Verse 8. Moses takes the other half of the blood and throws it on the people. And listen to the difference here, because this is the one I'd take to court. If I had to testify. The ESV, behold, the blood of the covenant, the complete Jewish Bible. This is the blood of the covenant. Behold, it's a fine word. It's a fine word, but it holds the thing at arm's length. Like you're being shown an exhibit through glass. It puts it on your face and on your clothes. This is exactly what you hear roughly 15 centuries later in a borrowed upper room from a man holding a cup. Stay with me. Because if you know the words of Yeshua, your heart already moved. Hear it. On the night he was betrayed, he lifted that cup and said, This is my blood of the covenant poured out for many. He was standing inside this exact scene. He was reaching back to Moses and the basins and the blood on the people, and he was saying, That was the shadow. This is the substance. Half on the altar, half on the people, two parties, one death bound together in something that cannot be quietly undone later. But look hard at what each blood binds you to. The blood at Sinai bound the people to a law they just sworn to keep and would shatter within 40 days. The blood of Yeshua binds you to a covenant. The blood on that cross that he gave, the torture and the murder of Jesus, and the massive amount of bloods, the blood that just poured out of him. That binds you to a covenant he keeps. He keeps it on your we can't keep it. He keeps it on our behalf. He cannot break it. At Sinai they said, we will do it. We'll do it. And they couldn't. At the cross, he said, It is accomplished. You've probably read it as it is finished. And he did all of it. In your place. The new covenant says, It is completed. Therefore, live. He is the messenger with the name of God in him. He is the blood of the better covenant. He is the mediator who walked back into the fire and it came back for you. The covenant that holds you does not depend on you. It never did. It never did. It depends on him. And now the part I don't think we take seriously enough. In fact, I know that we don't. Every time I read it, I'm shattered by it. Verses 9 through 11. Moses, Aaron, Nadab, Abiel, and 70 elders go up. The text just says it flat with no apology. They saw the God of Israel under his feet, something like a pavement of sapphire, clear as the sky itself. But the Hebrew sapir almost certainly means lapis lazuli, a deep blue stone whose whole, that whole region prized. I want you to picture a floor of blue fire. In verse 11, and here the translators get careful in a way that never tells you they're nervous. The ESV says he didn't lay a hand on the chief men of Israel. The complete Jewish Bible says he didn't reach out his hand against them. The sentence only makes sense if everybody reading expected these men to die. The narrator is telling you what didn't happen. Because what didn't happen is the miracle. Days earlier, that mountain was a death sentence for touching it. Now these men sit down and they eat in the presence of God, and he doesn't raise his hand. In the meantime, nothing about them improved. The blood had been applied, and the blood made a way to the table on the mountain. The blood always makes a way to the table. The meal on the mountainside, it's a whisper of every communion table since. Do you understand that? Do you get it now? Maybe you've read it and you just skimmed over it. Are you hearing me? This is vastly important that you understand this. I cannot more vigorously, more strenuously beg God that you get this. The blood always makes way to the table. Communion. That meal is on the mountainside. And that meal on the mountainside is a whisper of vapor. Every communion table says that upper room. This dew in remembrance of me. This is my body broken for you. This is my blood. Understand tradition from there, upon that mountain, to that upper room, to the torture place, to the cross, to the borrowed grave, to the appearance among so many who saw him. To his transition to heaven. If that's not a hallelujah, I don't know what is. They're doing what they do, they're doing the best they can. I hope you come here to get the little things that mean a lot. You know, I had a little saying that I used to do when I'd be on the radio, I'd be doing speeches and traveling around. Little things don't mean a lot, they mean everything. That's the gospel in one scene. The blood goes down and then the table gets set. So the question you carry around, the one about whether you're allowed to come that close, that was answered on a hill outside Jerusalem, and it wasn't answered by your record, what you did, how you did it, how good you've been, how good you haven't been, how many times I've failed, and how many times I've done it right. You don't come near because you've finally strung together a good month. I get it, man. Lady, I get it. You're struggling with things, and you're like, oh, why did I mess up again? But then there's times where you've strung together that good month. The things that you've been working on, the things, your hurts, habits, and hangups, you've been doing well. But you don't come near God because you're standing in some ground that you created, tilled, made perfect. No. You come near because you're standing under the blood that God Himself already accepted. Here's your step today. And it's small enough to finish before dark. You want a concrete way to obey? Here it is. Pick the room you've named in the chat. Remember I asked you? You're very welcome. Thank you for expressing that. That's very kind of you. Thank you, Robbie. Remember when I asked you about that room that you're hesitant to go in? The one you've been standing outside of. I'm not going in there. Today. I don't want you to wait for Sunday. Today. Not Sunday. Take one physical step back into it. Send the text you've been drafting for six months. You've got this text, you're like, I gotta, I gotta resolve this. Walk into that building that you've been avoiding going into. Say the prayer out loud in your car instead of thinking it. Say it out loud. Pray to the Lord your God through Yeshua, his son, who went to the, who was tortured mercilessly and then went to the cross and died a horrific death on that cross. And went to that grave and rose again. The stone was rolled away. Say the prayer out loud. You're sitting in your car. I don't know what you mean by the room. The room is euphemistic for the thing you've been avoiding. Right? Maybe the text message, that person that you you you've wronged. Or maybe you've become estranged, but not because they're toxic. Maybe it's because you've been toxic. Maybe you had an argument years ago, and God has convicted you and said, wait, mend this fence. Make an effort to mend this fence. That building, the place you avoid. I'm not talking about a bar. I'm talking about, I'm talking about a place. Listen, I know a guy right now, he's a listener, and and he lost his daughter at a very young age. She died within a few days. It was horrific. 16 years old. Beautiful daughter. And he used to go to church, and she would be in the row. And now he says, I I've tried for years to go into that church. I can't do it. But now he's doing it. I want you to take one physical step back into whatever it is. Amen. I'm loaded with rooms, Robbie says. Aren't we all, brother? Aren't we all? Some of us don't admit it. By the way, I I really appreciate you asking that question. I don't know what you mean by the room. I hope now that that it's clear. Look, I'm not just talking to Robbie, I'm talking to everybody, anyone who will listen to this. The part about saying the prayer out loud in your car instead of thinking it, just being in your head. Say it out loud. Don't be ashamed. You're sitting in your car by yourself. What would you be ashamed of? You hear your voice praying to God. Maybe you don't feel welcome. Maybe you're the one that did the wrong thing. Maybe that building is the place where you embarrassed yourself. You did the wrong thing. And those people in there know what you did. But you've been redeemed. God has forgiven you. Have you made the apology, the sincere apologies? Whether they accept your apology or not, offer it sincerely, not with a caveat. Well, they didn't accept my apology, so screw them. I'm not, I'm not gonna, I'm not gonna, I'm done. I've done my part. Say the prayer out loud in your car, wherever you are. What I mean by instead of thinking it is, you know, we say it, we say our prayers in our head, and then we become so distracted by everything around us. Shut off all the distractions. By the way, you can pray in your car. Pray it out loud. When you're driving, pray out loud. I'd prefer you to be stopped and be able to really focus. But listen, God's listening wherever you are. And saying it out loud, it gives something to it. Listen, some of you, you avoid church because number one, the excuse, the global excuse everyone uses is, hey, I, you know, those people are hypocrites. We're all hypocrites. Come on. Come on, brother, come on, sister. We're all hypocrites. Hippocrite. I'm asking you one action you'd only take if you are already welcome. I want you to do these things before you feel ready, because feeling ready was never the entry requirement. The blood was. So you've got a choice today. You've got a choice today, and it's the same one they had at the bottom of the mountain. You can keep auditing yourself at the door. You can keep running the numbers, waiting for a version of you that qualifies. Or you can walk in under the blood of someone who is already qualified. He already qualified all of you. Hurts, habits, hangups, sins, all of you. He qualified you on his behalf. He did it for you on your behalf. And I want you to go to that place. And I want you to have communion with God. You know you don't have to be in a church to have communion. You can do it in your own house. You can do it in your own house. One of those roads ends at a table. And the other one ends right where you are. It seems appropriate to say prayer isn't asking for an easy journey. It's asking for a strong back. Pray with me. Father, we've been standing outside the door, the door of our own lives. We're adding up reasons, we're calculating why you wouldn't want us so close. I know I've done that, you know I've done that. Thank you that the blood of your son settled the question forever. That question that we keep re-asking, we keep reopening. Give us a strong back to walk in, to sit down, and to stop apologizing for being at your table. I pray this in Yeshua, the matchless Son you gave us as our Redeemer, our Savior, and our King. Amen. Look, if you've never come under the blood at all, this is where that comes from, that euphemism, that saying, I'm under the blood. That's what it means. In the ancient, they they used to use the blood of animals, perfect animals, to symbolize our atonement. And then Christ came. Yeshua Hamashiach, Jesus the Messiah. And that the blood he shed on that cross. Look, if you've never come under that blood at all, today's the day. Not when you're cleaner, not when you clean it up. I've prayed this prayer at the bedside of a uh a woman, a prostitute that looked 50 years older than she was. She had every communicable, extremely contagious disease you can imagine. She also had cancer. She was full-blown AIDS. HIV. She had um what's the other one? Hepatitis. Full blown. And I was privileged to witness to her. I didn't know her. I was asked to go see her. People said the preachers at the church, he's now deceased. May God rest his soul. They were too busy to go. They called me and they asked me to go. I was toting Miss Colleen and my son Doel. And they sat down in the because I didn't know what situation I was going into. I said, hey, y'all sit right here. We were having lunch when we got the call. We drove right there. She was shoved off to the side, like she didn't matter. And she did it. They did that partly because, well, they knew she was a prostitute. They knew she was an intravenous drug user. She had so many communicable diseases, so contagious. But the worst thing about her was her mouth. She was horrific to the nurses, to the nuns. It's the Catholic deal. St. Anthony's or St. Francis. And so, very unlike the church, they shoved her into an area where nobody was except for her. And the button she kept pressing for the nurses to come, they just stopped coming. And they warned me about her. They said, She's horrible. She's she's terrible. And she was rough. She was rough. As a law enforcement officer, I'd spent a lot of time interacting with prostitutes. I know. They were my best confidential informants. They knew everything that was happening. They were a phenomenal resource. They were also human beings. They weren't there because they wanted to be. Look, I was in the Navy and it was worse than a sailor. Worse than a cops. I was a cop. It was way worse than anything I'd ever really experienced. And she told me, she said, I don't know why you're here. I said, well, some people that know you said you're having a rough time. And that you might want to talk to a preacher. Are you a preacher? I am. I don't look like a preacher. I don't know what I'm doing what I'm supposed to look like, but here I am. Excuse me, knew me, you wouldn't come here. I press this button, the nurses don't come. If you knew me, you wouldn't be here. You don't know about me. I told her the gospel and I told her about salvation, and I said, Is that something you want? When you're ministering to someone, you've got to ask them. It's why I do this every episode. People say, you lose, oh, you watch the analytics. They drop off right here. This lady with sores all over her body, Ivy drug user, prostitute, living on the streets. Hard. She had a hard, horrific life. And I said to her, I told her all about Jesus. And I could see her changing. And she said, He wouldn't want me. He wouldn't want me. And if you knew me, you wouldn't be in this room. I said, no, no. He wants you more than he wants me. I'm no better than you. You're sitting here judging yourself. I haven't judged you. They told me to gown up and to wear a mask and the shield and wear the gloves and all that. In a moment, the Lord made clear to me when I was talking to the nurses: nope. Go in just as you are. I've got you. You're protected. And she commenced to tell me just a short list of all the horrible things that she'd done. The family that she'd crushed. The people she'd destroyed. The life she'd lived. And it was horrific. And I went over to her bedside. And I reached out my hand. And she lifted her little frail, bony, scraped-up hand. And I held her hand and I said, Listen, when you invite the Lord into your heart, when you ask him for forgiveness of your sins, your hurts, your habits, your hangups, when you ask him, and you ask for forgiveness, forgives it all. I told her about how God says, I will remember them no more. He never holds it against you. And I could see your eyes welling up. I was struggling hard. My eyes were full, full of moisture. I didn't plead with her, I just said, understand our resumes that may not look the same. My error sheet, my sin sheet, the rolls with my sins on them are just as long as yours. Don't think I think that I'm better, and don't think that the Lord isn't leaning in and saying, please accept me into your life. I said, let go. Let go of all those things. She goes, look at me. Look at my life. Why would he want me? I said, he's not the people that have abused you. I don't know why I said that. But apparently it hit a chord because suddenly tears were streaming down her face and soaking her pillow and her breathing was her sobbing. And I said, come on, today, right now. He wants you just as you are. He will clean you up. He'll put you in a fine gown. He'll clear up your skin. He'll make your hair come back where its patches are falling out. He'll brighten your eyes. He'll make you perfect. And then I said to her, What I wondered, should I have said that or not? I said, listen, I don't think you're far from your end. You're on earth. And she said, why would he want me? Like a little child. Why would he want me? I said, he's pleading for you. Reach out to him. And she said, I don't know how to do it. And I said, I'll help you. Every step of the way. And her hand was squeezing tighter on my hand. And it was shaking. And I said, listen, today's the day. Your whole life changes today. And she goes, I don't have long left, I don't think. And I said, let it be in the light. Because when you close your eyes to this world, you close your eyes to all this hurt, all this pain. And you will end up in the presence of God. Perfect. For all eternity. And I said to her, today, right now, say this with me out loud. Where listen, and I want you to do this wherever you are. We were in a hospital room, shoved way down away from everybody else. Part of that she'd earned. Screaming out. She didn't have many teeth. She was hard to look at. She was unlovely. But then we prayed the same prayer that if you've never given your life to Christ, I want you to pray. It's the only reason I do this. I put myself through hell so that you all can have this opportunity to give your life to Christ. I didn't say be perfect. I didn't say that, and neither did he. She prayed this with me, and I want you to pray it with me if you never have. Yeshua, I need you. I believe you died for me and rose from the grave. I surrender my life to you today. Forgive me. Fill me. Lead me. My life is yours. I'm yours. In the name of Jesus. Amen. She prayed that prayer. And when I opened my eyes, her trembling was gone. She was smiling. I don't know how many teeth she had left in her head, but listen, they were all gleaming. Her face scarred, open sores all over it. And suddenly it looked beautiful. In my eyes, it looked beautiful. Two weeks later, she breathed her last breath. In that bed, in that room. She was in a a religious hospital. And when I checked, when I walked out and I said, listen, and maybe I shouldn't have done it. I don't know. I don't know if I should have or I shouldn't have. But I chastised the nurses and the staff and I said, Listen, that's a child of God in there. I understand her behavior horrible. I get it. I understand she's rough to look at, and you have certain procedures with your personal protective equipment, but you're going to treat that woman like she's your sister, your brother, your mother, your dad, grandma, whoever's most important to you. You're going to treat her very well. You're going to treat her with kindness. And your medical treatment of her is going to be the best you've ever given. She is a child of God. And I said, I'm going to check on her. And you had better do the right thing. And then I turned around and I walked out. I didn't wait for them to shake their heads. They looked at me stunned. And two weeks later, when I checked, they said, She's gone. She passed. Up until she lost consciousness. I don't know what happened in that room. But up until she lost consciousness, she was the sweetest, kindest. Happiest person. She didn't even look like she did before. She didn't sound like she did. I just shook myself. I shook my head and I said, You work in a religious hospital. How could you not have told her about Jesus? How could you have not told her about his love, his forgiveness? Listen, if you prayed that prayer, the blood of the better covenant, Jesus Christ on the cross, that covers you right now. You. I don't care what you've done. I don't care if you look the part. I don't care if you sound like what you think church people sound like. I don't care. It doesn't matter. If you've prayed that prayer, he has made you clean. The table is set. Remember, I talked about that table at the mountain and would have died before. And now they sat before thee God. And they ate. And then in that upper room, Jesus Yeshua. Stunningly. We can commune with Him. Listen, you're going to eat and drink in the presence of God for the rest of your life and for all eternity. If you placed your faith in Christ, I want you to put it in chat. Reach out to me on TrueWordFaithforLife.com on the contact button or the little voicemail thing on the side. Don't worry. Nobody's going to ask you for money. I pay for all that so you don't have to. And people give. And I'm so thankful, people give. I'm not a 501c3. I don't have any of that stuff. People just do it. And it's amazing. And it helps me do all this. So you're not going to be asked for any money. Let me know. You say, why do I have to let you know? First of all, I want you to tell someone, tell one real person in your life today. Do not allow yourself to be ashamed. They might say, You? Why would he want you? Just shake your head and say, I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. All I know is he he has accepted me into his kingdom. And we're together working on me. I just wanted to tell you. I don't know all the answers. If you have questions, reach out to me. But tell one real person today. Don't wait. Don't wait until you know more articulate words, more eloquent words, more churchy words. Nope. Tell it in your real language, in your real life, to real people around you, and then contact me. I will help you. Don't sit on it. My friends, there is a fence at the bottom of every mountain, and a tabletop. At the top of that mountain. A table. There's a fence at the bottom of every mountain, and a table at the top of this one. The blood went up. It went down onto the ground and onto the people. So you could go up. That blood is the blood shed for you on the cross by the one perfect person that never walked this earth, the very Son of God. So come and eat. You were never the one who had to pay for the meal. Listen, if this loosens something today in you, subscribe and turn the hit the bell for all notifications so tomorrow finds you. And send this to one person you thought of while I was just talking. Don't explain it. Just send it. The God who sealed the covenant in blood has sealed you in the blood of Yeshua. And that seal does not come off. I want you to hear this. I'll pray it first in Lashon Hokadesh, which is Hebrew for the language of God. I want you to receive this in his heavenly name. I am nobody special. I just want you to hear this blessing. Next time we'll get together will be Sunday, 6 30 p.m. I'll summarize and explain this whole week. I hope to see you there. Are you ready? May the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you. May the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace. Until Sunday at 6.30 p.m. Eastern Standard Time, we meet Monday through Friday, 7 a.m. Eastern and Sunday, 6 30 p.m. Eastern. Until then.