<TITLE>06. Par 23-24</TITLE>L-23 She was going along, kind of helping me sometimes with the sick along, like that, because she's a very brilliant woman. And we were going down, and It--Something said, "Turn to your left." I heard it just the same as you hear me. I turned to the left.
Margie said to my wife, said, "What's the matter?"
Said, "Now, just let him go."
I went on down. We went walking. Down to the left I stopped in front of a place called Miller's Cafeteria. I wondered why. Something said, "Go in here."
I went in the cafeteria, got some little breakfast and prunes and so forth, and set down. My wife said, "You're sure in a big place like this to get trapped." People gathered around.
And I started to eat. And as I asked the blessing, I heard somebody say, "Praise the Lord."
I looked over and a poor old mother was raising up, wiping her eyes.
Margie said, "You better go," said, "if you don't the whole group..."
I said, "Just a moment, it's the Holy Spirit leading."
She come over there and said, "Brother Branham," said, "I followed meeting after meeting trying to get my brother in the line. I couldn't do it." Said, "His heart's got so bad now it's pushed through the diaphragm." Said, "We was examined a few days ago before coming, doctor said he just has a little while to live. We sold our cow to get the money to come up here from Texas." Said, "I've been to several meetings; we sold all we got." Said, "I seen I couldn't get it, there's too many there. I've had a card several times, but the number's never been called." She said, "But I was praying last night all night and fasting," (she said), "and about daylight this morning I woke up, and I had a dream. And I dreamed that I should come down here to the cafeteria and wait at nine o'clock."
I looked at my watch, and it just exactly nine. Said, "Bring him here."
You know what happened, don't you? The Lord marvelously healed him. Leading of the Spirit. He works on both ends.

L-24 Then, going out the door, was just leaving. Went out the door about two minutes after. Didn't eat. And a young lady standing there fell down on the street and begin screaming just as I went out the door--dressed in black. She lived in Chicago Heights: malignant cancer. Said, "Brother Branham, I prayed all--been praying for weeks that I could get here." And said, "I just got a little while." She'd been to the clinic here and nothing could be done for her. Her husband was a great businessman there of some sort. And she said, "This morning early," said, "Something told me to come to Miller's Cafeteria and stand here at ten minutes after nine."
There it was. I met her in Little Rock here a few weeks ago, just shouting the praises of God, perfectly normal and well.


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