<TITLE>09. Par 25-27</TITLE>L-25 But just before that I remember something. Brother Baxter said there's a box full of letters setting here, handkerchiefs. Now, I--I'd rather that they wouldn't be this a way. I'd rather you'd write personally to me and let me be able to take each handkerchief and pray over it. Now, this is all right; I can pray over them in a mass form; but I'd rather pray individually over each han... How many believes in that? That's the Bible.
Now, just write me, Jeffersonville, Indiana. And any time that I can do anything for you, I'll be happy to do it.
And we send out thousands, my secretary's wife setting here somewhere, who helps in the mail, Mrs. Cox. And they bring to me hundreds of yards of ribbon. And I take that ribbon and pray over it. Now, truly, the secretary and them, they make up sometimes the form and so forth, to send out. But every handkerchief and piece of ribbon that you get, I prayed over it. See? That's right. I know if it was my child was sick, or my mother, or whoever it was, I--I'd want--I'd want it done the way the Bible said do it.

L-26 Now, many of you anoint them, the handkerchiefs. That's all right; anything God will bless I'm for it. But if you'll bear record with me, Acts 19, Paul didn't anoint the handkerchiefs, he taken from his body handkerchiefs or aprons. You see? And then we send them out and you're welcome to them. If you don't have no need for one, send, get it and keep it on the Bible, Acts 19. If a child takes a croup or something like that, or something happens, lay that ribbon upon them and find out what happens. Be sincere. It's a token of faith.
But now, being these handkerchiefs are here I want to offer prayer for them, if we'll bow our heads just a moment.

L-27 Dear heavenly Father, here's several hundred letters laying here, great box, and many of them are going out to the needy and dying. We've assembled here in the Name of Thy Child, Jesus. And we know that You're with us. And You promised us, that whatever we asked, we should receive. Now, I haven't had the opportunity to read them, but You seen the people when they wrote those letters. You seen every handkerchief that was placed in there. And I ask You, dear God, as soon as they return to their proper place, may demons come out, may sickness leave. Maybe way back in some little dark room sets an old mother and dad, very sick; they're waiting for one of these handkerchiefs to return. Maybe a little baby laying with fever, just about to pass over the other side; they're waiting for the handkerchief to return. Oh, God be merciful.
And it's written one time, that when You brought Israel out of Egypt and they come right up against a mountain, the Red Sea had them bound, they could not go over. It's said by one of the writers that God looked down through that Pillar of Fire, looked at that Red Sea that had His people penned off from the promised land. And He looked down with anger, and the Red Sea got scared, moved back, and let Israel cross over into the land.
And Father, Satan, like the Red Sea, has cornered off many of Your people; they're laying bound, and afflicted, and sick. And when these handkerchiefs reach them, this token of God's grace, may the same God look through that same Pillar of Fire, and may that sickness become scared, move back, and may they cross over into that promise of good health and the three score and ten. Grant it, Father, for I go now to lay my hands and body over these handkerchiefs in commemoration of Your Word. Grant it, Lord, that each will be healed. In the Name of Thy Son, Jesus. Amen.


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