<TITLE>21. Par 79-81</TITLE>L-79  Listen, not long ago I was preaching in a Baptist church just as hard as I could preach, and all of them setting there just as starchy. I said, "Say, is this the Baptist church?"
Pastor said, "Yes, sir."
I got up preaching again, and I was getting a little wild, I guess you know that. So I got a...?... preaching up like that, nobody said, "Amen." I said, "Say, is this the Baptist church?"
Said, "Yes, sir."
I said, "Look, you all not Baptist; you're just church joiners. Down in Kentucky where I come from when we Baptists down there, when we get saved, we'd be down at the altar and beat one another on the back till we come through. That's real Baptists, brother." That's right. That's the kind of Baptists we need today. That's right. That's exactly right.

L-80  And then I... But these people... I remember going on and praising the Lord. And I went out and I prayed, "God, let me get some of that. That's what I want."
Next day, I went out to church about ten o'clock. They just got through breakfast, and I'd had my rolls. And I come down and got me a drink at a fountain down there in the city, drove my old Ford up, got out. I put on a pair of them seersucker trousers that morning, and a little old tee shirt. "Nobody knowed me, not a soul." I walked in, set down by a colored man. And I was setting there, you know, and I thought, "Oh, my. " All of them was clapping their hands and singing and shouting and screaming. I thought, "Oh, my, if I just had grace enough to do that. If I can just get loose to do that, I want that."
And I was watching. And bye and bye after awhile the little fellow come up to the microphone. His name was Kirch, from Cincinnati, and--Ohio. And he said, "There was a young minister on the platform last night by the name of Branham." Said, "We want him this morning to come to the platform for the morning message." Seersucker trousers, tee shirt... My... Not me.

L-81  I was way back there; I just kind scooted down in the seat like this. So they begin and he went in and he sang another song. He said, "Anybody inside or out know the whereabouts of Mr. Branham?" I was the youngest preacher on the platform. He said, "Come to the platform," said, "we--you're to bring the morning message." I just set real close, never said nothing.
That colored fellow looked over at me said, "Do you know him?"
Oh, my. What could I say? I said, "Yes, sir."
He said, "Go get him."
Oh, I--I--I couldn't lie to him. You see? I said, "Listen, fellow, I want to tell you something."
Said, "Yes, sir."
I said, "I--I--I'm--I'm Brother Branham, you see," but I said, "I can't get up there." I said, "Look at these trousers. See? Look at this tee shirt."
He said, "Them people don't care how you dress."
I said, "But look, I--I--I can't go up there." I said, "You just keep still. Don't tell them I'm here. (See?) Just keep still."
He said, "Anybody know where Reverend Branham is?"
That colored man said, "Here he is. Here he is." Seersucker trousers, tee shirt, my... My face was red, you know. Oh, my. What was I going to do? I got ahold of my Bible. I said, "Lord, I prayed last night for something, maybe it's You." I said, "I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't preach around where them fellows are." I'll go up there. And I started to walking up there. Everybody was looking at me, you know, and them seersucker trousers. And you know how they'd be pressed under a Ford seat, so... This--this old tee shirt, and it stained all over, you know.


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