Dew on the Roses

A message by Walter Beuttler, transcribed word for word from the original recording

Transcriber's note: All Scriptures are from the KJV except where noted. This message has been transcribed word for word from Beuttler's own teachings, as accurately as the quality of the recording allows. Beuttler had his own dictionary of favorite words he used throughout his messages, and they have been transcribed and spelled out accordingly. Spelling of certain proper names, airports, hotels, and locations may not be exact. Messages were spoken in the late 1960s and early 1970s. Beuttler was a Bible teacher at Eastern Bible Institute for 32 years, traveling worldwide from the early 1950s until a year before he went to be with the Lord in 1974.

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DEW ON THE ROSES II Praise God! Well how are you this afternoon, still worshiping? It was a nice season of worship this morning, wasn’t it? Such a beautiful Spirit!

Now down when we’re at school, sometimes some of our students come in late when the semester begins and they have a rough time. If you go to Bible school don’t get there a few days late. You get there on time. You’d be surprised what you have to make up.

Some of you have not been in Bible school this morning. You’d be surprised what you have to make up. Sometimes they tell us when they get there late, “You know I just can’t catch on.” Well that’s because they didn’t come when they were asked to come. Sometimes there’s good reason and you have yours.

I know that, but I said that to make you realize that some things, you might be a bit at sea. But that is simply because you’ve just come in, so you must bear with us while we bear with you. This morning I said a number of things and I think I’ll gather up a few loose ends. We were on worship, and I emphasized very heavily that there is a great difference between noise and worship.

Some people can make an awful racket and put your eardrums to a terrible test who never have an ounce of worship for all the noise they do make. That’s right! It is one thing to be capable of making a noise, it is another thing to be a worshiper. Then I took you this morning to France, didn’t I?

To the little town of Grasse where they grow the flowers—at least the whole Rivera area, especially around Nice, where they make the perfume from flowers, nothing synthetic, all genuine oil of perfume taken from thousands and hundreds of thousands, and I suppose millions of flowers. There was something I wanted to mention yet, but it had slipped my mind at the time. I had told you that they’re collecting rosebuds early in the morning while the dew is still on those rosebuds.

They collect the buds because once the flower opens, some of the perfume evaporates, so they want the buds. I also told you that it takes 9,000 rosebuds to make one pound of essence of roses. There are other things connected with that that I don’t think I’ll go into now, but there is a natural tendency of the oil to go bad, to go rancid, so they put a lot of fixiden in, what they call fixidens in—all kinds of seeds and roots from different lands so the oil doesn’t get rancid.

As to the details there, I don’t want to go into now, maybe some other year. This is what I wanted to add. You know what they told me? A lady that took me around and showed me how they made their perfume said to me, “The higher the altitude in which the roses grow, the greater the yield of perfume.” Isn’t that a thought?

The greater the altitude in which the roses grow, the greater the yield of perfume. The roses from the higher altitudes are more expensive for obvious reasons. My there are things there that we can learn from. I thought I’ll throw this in just as an added thought gathering a few remnants, and we’ll go on with our lesson or our schooling in a moment.

I think that I better say something else here in this connection. Since I’ve been on this campground I have made a number of references to various places the Lord had sent me in other lands. From the comments I heard, there are questions that have been asked me, people think EBI must be a place where the money is just flowing. One lady said to me, “Brother Beuttler, you must be able to save up an awful lot of money to go on all those trips.” I gave her a few facts and figures.

That lady was Mrs. Gardner. I gave her an eye opener. EBI is not so blessed.

The fact is, when God gives me a burden—that’s how it usually starts first. First a burden for a country, then after that it changes to a deep assurance and a great faith that He will send the means wherewith to go. That’s the way it works: first the one, then the next. Now I’ll let you in on something since it’s all past.

You have heard me relate in this campmeeting how God has put a burden upon my heart for France. That gradually changed to a great assurance and God gave me a scripture, and I knew what it was, I will command the ravens to sustain thee. God gave me such an assurance, Oh such an assurance, because I know my orders are France and French North Africa for next summer. Last Wednesday I said to Sister Kelner at the dinner table, “This scripture of God and His ravens is a living fire in me.” It was a fire all day long.

Then I came to this meeting on Wednesday evening and heard Brother Gardner—and some of you heard him too—what he was up to. He didn’t know, but I knew at once, “Here is your fare for France.” I knew it at once. Wife was home and I said to Wife, “That’s France.” Isn’t God a remarkable God? And while I’m at it, I sure appreciate your great liberality although you didn’t know what it was for, but God did, and I didn’t.

I had no idea of any such thing. Do you know what? All day I had that something within me that was so strong, and when Brother Gardner opened his mouth and I saw what he was up to, the whole burden left—the whole thing left. I had no idea that was the fulfillment of that burden, yet I did not know it.

I’ll tell you something, “If you travel on your own, you pay your expenses; if God sends you, He pays it for you.” So since I read some questions in some of your minds, and Sister Gardner at least had the inquisitiveness to know, and I knew there were others wondering: well that’s the way things work. I’ll tell you we’ve got a grand God. Again while I’m at it, I hope to make very conscientious use of your great liberality. I do that.

That’s why God can trust me. Now then, so much for needs and the flowers, and God’s ways of doing things, let me come back to now and pick up the thread. That’s not so easy after a meeting like this morning and at this point I want to pray with you just for a moment to get our minds into, shall I say channelized. Those were just a few remarks that I though I better make.

Our Father, we thank You for Your glorious presence. We thank You for the dew that falls upon the roses. Father, we realize that those people over there who pick the roses do not pick weeds, they pick roses. So Father, help us to see that when we get picked on it might just be that You are preparing us to be made more acceptable perfume of satisfaction to Thee.

For this afternoon, our Father, we ask You to direct us again in Thy channel that we might move on with Thee and with Thy word, and with Thy Spirit to the glory of Thy name, Amen. Praise God. How are you? You know I still feel that perfume from this morning.

Do you know what that was: Essence of perfume? And do you know what? How few people know anything about that. I want to take you now to a scripture.

I like you to see from the word that there is a great difference between mere noise and worship. Do you know in Pentecost today God has lots of noise makers? They can make a racket until you can hardly take it anymore. Did you ever sit in a meeting putting your fingers in your ears?

I do. I’ve even thought already, “I’m going to take cotton along so when somebody wants to blast my eardrums off at least I’m a little protected.” I mean now with mere noise. Don’t you get me wrong. I might get into noise making yet before we’re through this afternoon.

It’s on the menu. There’s another side to this. I don’t think I can let you go without touching on that other side or you’ll go home lopsided. There’s another side to this and I expect to get there.

I Samuel 4:5: And when the ark of the covenant of the Lord came into the camp, all Israel shouted with a great shout so that the earth rang again. I Samuel 4:5 And shortly thereafter they met with a great defeat. The ark had come into the camp. They shouted with a great shout so that the earth rang again.

But listen, God was not among them. Somebody said “Hallelujah” a bit too soon. Do you know what? The God of the art of God had already abandoned them.

Why were they shouting? Their shout was nothing but enthusiasm over the symbol of the presence of God, but the God of the symbol had already left them. Folks, we can put on an empty clap, an empty march, an empty noise, sing an empty song, go through endless religious formalities—and Pentecost is full of them—without any Spirit or any life thinking the symbol will bring the blessing, but they will not. They will not.

Then men turn to the psychic and seek to produce a spiritual counterpart of what happens when God pours out His Spirit and so you get something that is pseudo, it is false; it is not real and does not satisfy those who know the real thing. They shouted until the earth rang again, and shortly thereafter they met with a defeat because God was not among them. But then you get the other side in II Chronicles 15> How are you? Are you alright?

You liked that didn’t you? I do. I know the difference between honey and sugar water. And they entered into a covenant to seek the Lord God of their fathers with all of their heart and with all of their soul, that whosoever would not seek the Lord God of Israel would be put to death.

They swore unto the Lord with a loud voice, and with shouting, and with trumpets, and with coronets (and right down the line). They rejoiced at the oath for they had sworn with all their heart… II Chronicles 15:12-15 Here you have a shouting, and a playing of music as a result of a new consecration and a new relationship with God. Mind you, there is a place for shouting; there is a place for music; there is a place to make a joyful noise or a noise full of joy, but when you have a noise full of fizz, that’s something else.

See what I mean? A joyful noise—a noise full of joy. There is that side to it, but not just an empty noise, but a noise that is full of the worshiper’s outlet of his worship unto God. Listen, you cannot produce real worship by mere mechanical means.

We have too many mechanics already who are more acquainted with the mechanics of mass psychology than the dynamics of the moving of the Spirit of God. Too many mechanics, too few who can worship and flow with the Spirit of God. There is a tremendous difference, and the worst of it is that the mechanic doesn’t even know the difference. He cannot know it because he lives in a different realm and simply does not understand, but there is a vast difference between the two.

I regret that in our day in our circles we are now going in so heavy for mere religious entertainment, and I know what I’m talking about. If you have a squeezebox or a get-out-of-my-way something, and a tambourine, tell one or two stories and get to playing, you move a congregation to tears. But listen there is a vast difference between that and worship. I regret we’ve gone so far that we’re now introducing religious entertainment wholesale.

There are some people going around who should go to the theatre or to some other such places and give their whatever-they-got. God is not looking for entertainers; God is looking for worshipers. We are re-introducing what once God took us out of. Why not come back to the Holy Ghost and see what He can do to satisfy the needs of the people.

I am one who knows what it is to see God move in Holy Ghost worship. Praise the Lord! If you think I say an awful lot, don’t believe yourself. You should know what I don’t say.

Somebody said to me once, “Brother Beuttler, why do you tell everything?” I said, “What makes you think I tell everything?” “Well you just tell everything.” I said, “You think so because you just don’t know what you don’t know.” Friends, my heart yeans to see Pentecost come back to where we were some 40 years ago—a simple-minded humble people who wanted nothing but their God and God walked among us. We’ve come a long ways in the decades, but listen, there are still some people, there is still a remnant determined to go on with God and the Holy Ghost, and God will always have that remnant Message in tongues and interpretation: Thinkest thou not that the Lord thy God will have His people.

Jesus Christ, His Son, hath not died in vain, but He shall see of the travail of His soul and be satisfied. And the joy that was set before Him for which He endured all the sufferings and agonies of the crucifixion, the isolation from His Father at that time shall be His at that day. He shall rejoice in that joy throughout the countless ages of eternity. If thou refuses to walk in the way that the Lord thy God doth lead thee, there will be those who will gladly do so.

That is the truth! Folkes, let me say it this way, “I want to be among the remnant that knows their God and let the others laugh and mock (they do it) and criticize while the Lord fills our hearts with the joy of His presence.” I wish I could tell you some things. I’m feeling my way right now. How God appreciates when we follow His Spirit.

Listen, God will give you the tokens of that appreciation. Just about three weeks ago I went from London to Paris by plane on an errand for the Lord. It was the most beautiful plane I’ve ever been in, and I’ve been in many. It was the Queen Elizabeth type, a new type of plane the British European Airways had put out, a beautiful ship.

It was decorated in that royal purple and gray and conveniences. It was magnificent! And I sat there and said to myself and to God, “God, why do you permit me of all people this thing?” His presence enveloped me and while He did not speak at that time, I felt intensely within my spirit as though He had said, “It is my token of appreciation of your obedience.” He might as well have said, “Who was I, just Beuttler picked up by the Lord.” Friends, we have yet to see what God will do for those who love Him.

Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard what He has prepared for those that love him. Do you know what God said to me in EBI? “If you will obey My Spirit, you will be amazed what I will do for you.” I said, “I will obey,” and did and since then God has sent me on 2 trips to Europe and North Africa. The 3rd one is coming up and a 4th one after the 3rd one.

Hallelujah! We’ve got a big God. Don’t look at my muscles, I haven’t got one. He’s laughing at me now.

I said God is big not Beuttler. I’ll tell you, we’ve got a wonderful God. Are you following me? I’ve got an invitation to Japan to teach for 3 months.

Some of you heard me say that. Do you think I could get there? Never, not on EBI’s wages. We get less than the average pastor does.

Do you think I’d get there? No sir! But I know this: once the burden comes, it’s the first signal. Then comes the assurance, and I’ll bet you anything (I won’t and don’t bet), but I’ll bet you anything, if and when that burden comes, the fare will be there somewhere.

There is no inflation in heaven. God is never bankrupt. He’s the God who commands the ravens, and when He speaks, they got to obey even though they don’t want to. Whee!

(Laughter) Folks, we need to move along with the Holy Ghost, not going on our own errands—and I think I might get to that tomorrow, at least something’s cooking. If we want God to do things for us there is no better place to begin than to be one who worships God, and moves in God for out of those things come the other developments. As I said before, “Not many people know the secrets of walking with God and His Holy Ghost, but we are here, and have been here to at least learn some of them.” Praise God.

How’s your ticker? I must pause for a moment. Shall we look to the Lord? Message in tongues and interpretation: Yea he who is hungry shall seek Me, and he who looks for Me shall I in no wise hide from, but yea thou must come humbly before Me; thou must come seeking for Me; thou must look; thou must search; thou must be willing to die, to be crushed.

Yea, thou must be willing to be humbled before those of great authority. Thou must remember that I am thy God; that I am the One that thou must look for. Yea thou shall ask of Me wisdom and I shall give it unto thee. When thou search out My secrets, I shall reveal what thou doth need.

Oh but I say unto thee, search. I say unto thee, be ye hungry for Me for I am the God that doth, I am the God that shall give unto those that are hungry for Me. I want to take you to Leviticus 10:1. There is a passage there that the Lord gave me this morning with such quickening, so suddenly.

I want to read it to you. Nadab and Abihu, the sons of Aaron, took either of them his censor, and put fire therein, and put incense thereon, and offered strange fire before the Lord, which he commanded them not. Leviticus 10:1 In this worship there is a danger of introducing strange fire. Strange fire is the endeavor to kindle worship, devotion, and prayer by mere carnal means.

Now I am no singer, but I know people that could have you weeping in 5 minutes or less by singing, Where is my wondering boy tonight. Some of you would be bawling inside of a minute. That wouldn’t be worship at all. It would be strange fire.

I was teaching in Nebraska one day teachings, and the meetings just didn’t go right. They weren’t ready for me; they weren’t interested in what I had to offer. One night we had a meeting somewhere else and there was an evangelist. He preached a little bit and then told the story about a little baby, and was he an actor.

Whew! He’d be there and describe that little baby dying, just a few months old or so. He described it and then he wept and they wept. He pulled out his hanky and it certainly was acting.

He cried, “boo hoo, boo hoo.” And they cried and bawled. Then the pastor poked me in the ribs, “That’s what my people want from you.” I said, “That’s what I haven’t got.” They had such a wonderful bawling time it made them happy to think they were sad. (Laughter) Then the altar call, and they came around that altar and had the most wonderful time feeling miserable and crying over that poor baby. When the cry was over, they dismissed the meeting saying, “Didn’t we have a wonderful meeting tonight—strange fire, strange fire.

There is another aspect to this and I’m still trying to shift to the other side. I want to get to it and I don’t get there, but I’m not going to force it. Take unto thee sweet spices etc. verse 37, And as to the perfume that thou shalt make, ye shall not make to yourselves according to the composition thereof. It shall be unto thee holy for the Lord.

Whosoever shall make like unto that to smell thereto shall even be cut off from his people. Exodus 30:34, 37 Do you know what? There is a principle here pertaining to worship. They were asked not to imitate the incense of the Lord.

By the way, don’t imitate being under the power. I used to, but I didn’t know any better. When I first came to Pentecost, there was a deacon there (I wish I could say he was the dickens too.), but you can’t say that. He was a deacon and he was after me.

I’ll tell you it was the grace of God he did not drive me out of the church. He asked, “Under the power yet?” “No.” “Did you get it yet?” “No.” “Did you shake yet?” “No.” And some people would be there shaking. “What’s wrong with you—shake.” So I shook. I didn’t know any difference.

(Laughter) Do you know how things got? I was sincerely seeking God. Well, people were under the power. I think they really were, some of them anyhow.

I got to the place where I had to have my eye on the deacon. I was here seeking God and he was over there working on some people. Listen folk, I don’t believe it’s necessary to work on people’s throats to give them the Baptism. I think it’s awful the things we’re getting into.

No wonder people aren’t satisfied! I know how they used to work on me. Two sisters had me on the floor. The one pulled down here—I don’t know what she was fishing for, my Adam’s apple, or Eve’s apple?

That’s right. She kept pulling away there loosening me up. I’ll tell you I got so mad I could have punched her in to snoot, and I often wished I had. I really should—I think it would have done her good and it wouldn’t have hurt me.

I’m against that nonsense. I’ll tell you the disciples in the upper room weren’t sitting up there massaging each other to get the Baptism. How do you like to have 2 woman over you and have you down on the floor: the one pokes your apple; the other one shouted tongues into my ear and told me I should say it after her. The one loosened me up; the other told me what to say.

No. I think some of those people are in the wrong business. No wonder half the people don’t know what they’ve got and when they got it. They just haven’t got it.

They got a feel experience that doesn’t satisfy. Nobody’s got to operate on your gizzard. I believe that. I believe they were in the upper room and they were there worshipping, blessing and praising God sitting in His presence like we did this morning and suddenly it came.

Listen, some of our students have gotten the Baptism sitting right in the classroom while I was teaching away. There were 2 boys in Typology class speaking in tongues. I didn’t even know what happened. I went back there and asked, “What’s going on?” They were speaking in tongues.

Nobody worked on them: “Get it out brother, get it out.” Bless your heart, it’s a case of getting it in. I’m going to say something, “You do not have to speak in tongues to get the Baptism. When you get the Baptism, you speak with tongues.” Did you get it now: did you follow me? AMEN!

I don’t think the people in the upper room were occupied with tongues at all. I don’t think they knew what was going to come. They were occupied with Him. Listen folk, if tongues is the evidence, then it must follow that that of which it is the evidence must precede the evidence.

Why put the cart before the horse? You do not have to speak in tongues to get the Baptism. When you get the Baptism you will speak with tongues. That will be the overflow.

Do you know what those sisters said to me? “Brother, now repeat after me: coo coo coo coo, kaa kaa kaa kaa.” I might as well as gone, cockadootle do. (laughter) Friends a good place to get the Baptism is in an atmosphere like we had this morning. We have to be careful that we do not imitate the anointing.

When I was at the altar and watched that deacon, I was seeking God. Then when he came near me, I shouted hallelu, hallelu. When they shook, I shook; when they yelled, I yelled; when they fell over, I fell over. The deacon was satisfied, but I wasn’t—no imitation.

Do not pretend to be under the power when you are not even though people just about try to push you into it. We had a boy down in school acting up, pretending to be under the power. He stumbled and gashed open his face. A couple of the girls came running to me, “Brother Beuttler, so and so got hurt.” I said, “It serves him right.” You don’t agree with that do you?, Well, I do.

He had it coming. If you’re under the power, you don’t gash your face open. That boy even went so far as to pretend to give utterances in prophecy, and all he did was give his schoolmates a raking over the coals under a “Thus saith the Lord.” He found me outside the chapel one morning and said, “Brother Beuttler, what did you think of my prophecy?” I said, “Nothing.” I let him guess. He said, “What do you mean?” I said, “Just that.” He said, “Do you mean you didn’t accept it?” “Indeed not!” First he got off some steam, then he said, “Well I might as well admit it.

I had it in for some fellows and I thought I’ll get up in the name of the Lord and give them a piece of my mind.” I’ll tell you something, “He’s out today. Not out in the ministry, just dropped out of sight.” Friends, it’s a bad thing to imitate the anointing. Don’t do it. The anointing needs to be holy unto the Lord.

Now there’s a second thought there: to smell thereto. In other words, worship is not to be engaged in (and I watch my words) for mere personal enjoyment. We enjoy worship; God wants us to enjoy it. But did you get the word “mere?” Worship is not for mere personal enjoyment.

We can have a choir merely to entertain the people; we can have an orchestra merely to entertain the people; we can do a number of things merely to entertain the people or even ourselves. Now they would enjoy the fragrance as they send it up, to be sure, but that was not its purpose. Friends, the primary purpose of worship is not to whip ourselves up into a frenzy. Our poor congregation has to endure some things.

I pity them many times. What they have to endure until somebody behind the pulpit is finished harassing and cajole them, whip and drive them, and wear them out until after awhile they are permitted to sit down and say, “Thank God its over with.” Worship is not for mere personal enjoyment, but the enjoyment of Almighty God. Watch your hymnbook: rumpity, bumpity, bump, bump bum. They’re the popular hymns.

Do you know why? Because you cannot worship with them too well, a little, yes. Tape ends here.

This message is one of the sixty-six surviving transcripts of Walter Beuttler's teaching. To hear his voice, visit the Messages page. To read the story of his life — from the Brooklyn Bridge to the school of the Spirit — see Who Was Walter Beuttler? The True Story of the Man Who Knew God.

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