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Last night the funniest thing came to me while we were dancing at a native night spot! I always try to test everything with Scripture, and I got "Upon our most uncomely parts we do bestow the greater care!"
Do you remember that old fairy tale about the girl who got lost in the forest and the beasts came and took care of her? She was so kind to all the animals! Finally this old ugly beast came and she even loved him, the ugliest old beast in the forest! When she finally made love to him, he turned into her prince charming, and all the other beasts his men! They'd been cursed, and one of the conditions was that if a princess would come along who could love them, the spell and curse would be broken!
It must be that some of those fairy tales were meant to have a significant meaning! Maybe God gave those to some prophet in that day and people retold them but lost the real meaning of them and just told them as stories. I sat there thinking what we were doing was so funny, it reminded me of something: It reminded me of "Beauty and the Beast"!
I sat there and thought, "Who knows the future when we may need their friendship, and all these guys will remember that we were kind to them, whether it was the ditchdigger, the taxi driver or the waiter!" I looked at dear Manuel's hands so hard and wrinkled with hard work, and I got the most wonderful feeling it almost made me cry!
I thought, "Isn't it wonderful that she can love the hands of this poor labourer who doesn't get much love, and that her tender gentle love for him is even greater by contrast, because he is so rough and ugly and really hard to love!" Then I looked at that refined English couple and thought, "They're only concerned with their own problems and want some selfish answers! They never danced one dance nor shared themselves with these common people, and never even seemed to enjoy the native music!" I thought, "What a difference between us and them!--What a contrast! They probably don't even like it here!"
Maybe I'm a little like Jesus: I like to be with the needy and unlovely and the heartbroken! (Tongues: Oh the love I have given thy father David!) It seems like love and words and kisses all come from that same root word! All are very similar. It's just like you can say either one: Behold the words, the kisses! It's just like I send you there with my words and love, and you're like my kisses to them!
So I sat there thinking, "How I really enjoy ministering to the poor and these poor labourers! They work so hard all day and come here just to have a little comfort and touch a woman!" My heart just overflows! I almost cried with joy to think we could be there and help those guys a little bit!
That's a funny ministry! It seems strange that we do this, that the Lord could seem to waste our time with this, as important as we are! But we are always pioneers and we have to learn and experiment and experience first before we can lead the Children (referring to Family International members).
We're like the shepherds going ahead of the sheep to see what is on the road ahead on a dangerous path or mountain pass, and testing it and checking it to see if it is safe for the sheep, finding the pitfalls and noting the danger spots, etc., to warn them and to make sure we can lead the sheep through safely.
Then I compared it with the night we went to that fancy tourist hotel: I thought, "My Lord! There wasn't one soul at that place that really needed it!" ... "The rich He sent empty away! But He hath filled the hungry heart!" (Luke 1:53) They all had their soft women and their soft life and their soft hands with their hard drinks and hard hearts! Then as I was looking at these poor workman's rough hands, I thought, "I'll bet those rich men at that rich hotel had such soft hands that they didn't even need a woman's soft loving touch!"
Then I was thinking about you, sweetheart, and how you're so tiny and fragile and delicate and gentle and little and soft! This whole thing came to me when I was thinking about "Beauty and the Beast". These tough "beasts" certainly have paws, that's for sure!--And you really get pawed sometimes!
It's kind of like playing with a lion: You're apt to get hurt sometimes! He doesn't intend to, but he is so big and clumsy and has such rough paws, sometimes he can actually hurt you even when he's only intending to play with you! So I thought, "All these ugly-looking men, rough old labourers, poor rough hands!--How could she have so much love to love these hard rough labourers!"
But I thought, "How much more they appreciate your little tender loving gentle touch and your little soft warm body than those fancy dancers at the swanky tourist hotel, most of whom were really only trying to show off their own dancing and weren't even really concerned about you!" When I was there at the ritzy hotel I looked around to see who you should dance with, but I didn't see anyone who really needed you!
But last night at the native club I said, "Thank you, Lord! These poor men really appreciate being able to hold you in their arms, and to lean their cheek up against yours means everything to them, even if it is only for a few minutes! They feel like they've at least been loved a little, especially if they feel you really love them and are really affectionate and not just doing it for sex!
I think all those little signs of genuine love and affection really mean more to them than the way that woman was pushing hers against mine that night trying to get me going sexually! I could tell she was just doing it for her own benefit selfishly because she wanted it, and she just laughed like the Devil like she thought it was funny! She'd rub up against me and go at it and try to get me right between her legs, but it was purely selfish! She was just dancing with me for her own benefit. She didn't act the least bit affectionate, not even stroking my hair or giving me an affectionate and loving little pat or a little kiss on the cheek.
Even the little things you can do mean a lot: A little bit of love goes such a long way and means such a lot to these poor fellows that don't get much, if any. You've got the spirit and love of God! They can't help but feel that they're really being loved! Even if they only feel sympathy or pity, it's still a form of love, even if they know that you're just doing it because you're sorry for them!
How many women in that place dance with the men because they're sorry for them? Virtually all those women come there purely for their own pleasure! They don't dance with the men because they're sorry for the men, but because they're sorry for themselves and they want some love and affection!
I thought, "Lord, we're certainly not just coming here for our own benefit! We like the music and fellowship and it's enjoyable and we need the exercise, but certainly not all just for our own pleasure! It also costs money. But each time I hesitate to pay for those poor boys' drinks I get the awfulest chintzy belittling feeling! Here these boys work so hard for every little penny, and here I am quibbling over these few pennies that don't really mean that much, but mean a whole lot to them and they really work hard for it!
That guy manuel ordered us two more drinks we really didn't want or need, but he insisted on it because he wanted to show his appreciation of the dances he was getting! This is a world-wide custom everywhere: If a girl gives you dances, you buy her drinks.
In fact, in the States they make a regular racket of it! If their hostesses sit down with you and even only sit and talk with you a few minutes it'll cost you a fortune! They'll come up and say to you, "Would you like me to sit down? How about buying me a drink?" They're direct in their approach! They no sooner start to lower their fanny onto the chair, than, zip!--There's a two-dollar glass of champagne sitting on the table in front of them, or a $2.50 glass of ten-cent cold tea making it look like it's whiskey!
At first I didn't understand the racket, but I sure learned fast! I've asked the girl, "How can you drink so much?"--As fast as she downed one there was another there, and in nothing flat you had run up a twenty-dollar bill just sitting there holding her hand for ten minutes! Between the shows the showgirls can sit down and talk and earn more money than on stage or in bed! So I've asked them, "How can you drink so much?"--And some have confidentially explained, "It's only tea and I have to do it: It's part of my work!"
I'm comparing our ministry with theirs, where the Devil does it strictly for selfish gain and money and just uses it, and it's nothing but a sham and a counterfeit, an imitation of love! The poor lonely suckers wander in just dying for a woman's touch or one word from a sympathetic woman's lips or just one sympathetic woman's ear to talk to, and these vultures and racketeers pounce on him and take advantage of his need and work him over for every dollar he's got! They'll often, just by sitting down there talking with him for a few minutes, soak him with a bigger drink bill than if he'd gone out and hired himself a whore! I learned my lesson on that about once, and that finished it!
They promise you everything and give you nothing! They might have to maybe dance with you once, but usually they get away without even doing that! About the time they've soaked you with a ten or twenty dollar bill for drinks so you begin to feel it's worth at least a dance and you ask them for one, then they say, "Oh, I'm sorry, but I've got to go to the dressing room and get ready for my next act!" So they go streaking off to either the toilet or dressing room so you don't even get a dance out of it!
Then they get on stage and take off all their clothes and tease you till your mouth is watering and you're dripping, and they act like they're offering you everything, but you wind up with absolutely nothing! Those strip joints are nothing but clip joints! You can get more for your money from an honest hard-working whore than from those damned dance hall dolls and strip joint artists!
Most of these women who come to these clubs are strictly here for their own selfish pleasure and for what they can get out of the man--the free drinks and a little front rubbing!--And if they do give them any sex, it is only for their own selfish benefit, not because they're sorry for the man!
(Continue to Part 2)
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