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trouble is God doesn’t have what you have. You think it isn’t a talent to be
able to cook. Why don’t you talk to some guy married to a woman who
can’t cook; see if it’s a talent! Do you think there is no talent in being able

to fix motors and electrical and gasoline appliances? You don’t have good
sense if you don’t think that it’s a talent to fix them. When I draw, I can see
the whole picture before I draw anything—including the details. I see the
whole picture before it starts. You say, “How do you do that?” It beats the
fire out of me. I don’t know. There’s some weird characters in this world,
aren’t there? I can draw, but the other stuff—?
When the car breaks down, I’m just like a woman. I think they ought to

run, and if they don’t, sell them. That is all I know about them. It might be
out of gas for all I know. I was in Andalusia, Alabama once when my car
broke down. I took it to a man named Shorty Butler. Shorty took one look at
it and said, “I’ll fix it for you. It needs the carburetor adjusted.” It might
have been the generator or alternator, but I think he said carburetor. I can’t
tell one from the other. He got into it and messed around with something

and said, “There.” I said, “Where?” He said, “There. Twenty thousandths of
an inch.” I said, “What’s twenty thousandths of an inch?” He said, “What I
just fixed.” I said, “Man, how can you estimate twenty thousandths of an
inch?” He picked up some gauges and ran them under the points—twenty
thousandths of an inch. I’d like to see you draw one sixty-fourth of an inch
on a piece of paper...that’s getting down there. I said, “How do you know
that stuff ?” He said, “Well, you just get a feel for it after a while.” Do you

know what that is to me? That is a miracle. It’s like crossing the Red Sea to
me. I don’t understand that stuff at all.
The trouble is that you don’t take the talent that you have and give it to
God. I’m going to park here for a while. You might as well relax. I’ve put
my foot down, and I’m going to rub it in real good. Take some of you: you
meet people easily; you’re sociable and friendly; you’re not suspicious; you

make friends easily; you make a good first impression. You have all of the
advantages that I don’t have. Don’t sit there and blink your eyes at me.
“Well, I can’t sing. I can’t draw. I can’t preach.” That may be, but you can
do something, and you won’t do it for the Lord. I don’t make a good first
impression. I never have in my life. I meet a stranger, and it’s like a carload
of pigs hitting a carload of empty milk cans—it’s a mess all over the road. It
takes all kinds; so if I can put up with you, you can put up with me.