In this sermon, the preacher emphasizes the importance of taking action and showing God that we are serious about our faith. He challenges the congregation to fill the back seat of their cars every Sunday for a year, as a tangible demonstration of their commitment to spreading the word of God. The preacher shares a personal story about his father rescuing people from sin and leading them to Jesus, highlighting the power of individual efforts in making a difference. He concludes by stating that America can only be saved through a revival that leads people to hate sin, repent, and turn to God.

Some of you people say, you know, my, if I'd been saved earlier, I'll tell you what I'd have done, I'd have been on the mission field. Alright, start a mission field. Fill the back seat of your car up every Sunday for the next year. And show God you mean business. Much easier to give a dollar for gas for the church to run buses, isn't it, than you get some people that might leave fleas in your car. You can't impress God with words. He's smarter than that. He knows you too well anyhow. You see, we'd all like to be Billy Graham's and address the crowds. We'd all like to be heroes on a mission field and somebody write a book about it. Get down to business. Get down to the hell holes. My daddy was rescued out of sin. A Saturday night he put old clothes on, his elbows sticking out and a beaten up cap. And he stood outside of the taverns and when a guy came up on his rubber legs, my daddy put his arm in his and he took him to the basement of our church. And they gave him hot coffee and got them sobered up and led them to Jesus. And Sunday he'd say, Lucy, to my mother, she's a lovely lady, Lucy, I love Lucy. And he'd say, Lucy, I'll see you in church. Where's daddy gone? Oh, daddy, last night, he didn't come in. Did you hear him come in at one o'clock this morning? He was able to take a man he found outside of the tavern. The man was well led. He'd been a naughty man, a bad man. And do you know, the man didn't even have a bed to lay on. He had some rags in the corner. And I'd see that man come to church and my old dad with one or two others would buy him a suit and a shirt. And the next week he'd come all cleaned up and before long with a whole string of... You know, I kind of think my dad was a missionary. I think he spelled out his love, not in a communion service. Oh, the whole realm of nature, man. Forget it. You won't even give him a prayer meeting. You won't give him a night out of bed. Who are you fooling? You may fool your pastor. You may fool yourself. You won't fool God. There is no other way for America to be saved unless we have a Holy Ghost revival that makes men hate sin and loathe sin and turn from sin and repent of sin.