<TITLE>08. Par 23-26</TITLE>L-23 And it run over the little boy, and the wheel was spinning so much, till it kicked his little body way up in the air like that, and he just slumped when he fell down. Well, they'd laid him out there, and he was dead; and they put the coats over him and things. And we come by, we couldn't get into the crowd, or cross the road, there was hundreds of people had gathered out there. And one of the chief men, I don't know, something like the mayor of the city or something, was there. And so as soon as I come up...
Mrs. Isaacson; she was American born Finnish woman who was giving the interpretation. Many of you might know Mrs. Isaacson, and there's someone who knows her. And, how many knows Mrs. Isaacson in here? Now see, that's very fine, several of you know her. Well, she was the interpreter at--at the meeting. And she was my... She wrote me a letter not long ago, said, "Here's your voice to Finland." A very fine lady...

L-24 And so, she said, "Brother Branham," said, "the--the crowd just now said, 'There's that miracle worker from America, let's see what he will do about this.'" See just how carnal the people's mind can get, like that.
So they'd went over there, and they'd come back crying, said... And Brother Lindsay went over, and I never seen the poor brother cry so in my life, as he come back, and just a weeping. And I said, "What's the matter, Brother Lindsay?"
Said, "Oh, Brother Branham," he said, "don't look at it." Said, "It's most pathetic thing; the little boy's just crushed to pieces."
He had a own little boy in America, and I had my own Billy Paul setting here, and I, my little boy. I didn't want to look at him. Brother Moore come back crying. Mrs. Isaacson said, "You ought to see him, Brother Branham."

L-25 Well, I thought of them brothers and their children at home, and we've been over there quite a little bit, of course I was homesick. I love my family like any other man loves their family. I'm leaving right now the sweetest little thing, a little girl baby, six months old, and she's just gooing at me the other day, I tell you, my heart was pulled apart nearly. She won't know me when I get back, but God will fix some way for us; and He has. And my little Rebekah setting up there now, looking down at me. My, she won't even go to sleep at night, 'less she's laying on my arm. And I'm a temperamental person, and I--I love my wife and family. And it's hard, but Jesus said, "Who will not forsake his own and follow after Me is not worthy to be called My disciple."
I don't have very much to offer Him; that's such a little sacrifice when I think of His great redeeming love. But I'm... All that I've got, I will happily give it to Him; that's all. But no matter what we'd ever do, I know we'd never be worthy to be called His disciple. But if I knock on the door that day when I leave this earth, if He will just let me in, I'll be well paid for.

L-26 And I went over to look at the little fellow. And oh, my, I never seen such a sight, that poor little fellow there, his mouth open, his tongue hanging out, and his little eyes set back, and his little hands like that, and his foot pulled through that sock, and little pantywaist on, like we used to wear when we were little children. And--and his oh, his foot through that sock, poorly dressed, and there he laid there and his little mouth open. I took up his little pulse and it was gone. And I put my hand on his heart; it was gone. I said, "Poor little fellow."
I turned around and started weeping, turned away. And just like someone put his hand on me like that. I looked around to see who it was, and there was nobody standing there. I started to walk on, and I just couldn't make my steps. The Holy Spirit (You see?), It been warning me, that that shock was coming. You see? I'd have missed it altogether if it hadn't been a vision.


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