<TITLE>14. Par 157-169</TITLE>L-157 When the doctor told me, "One mouthful of solid food will take your life."... When I pulled up... My mother's setting there as a witness. They was giving me barley water and strained prune juice; I lived on it for a year nearly. And they said, "Well, one mouthful of solid food would kill him."
I just begin to read the Bible and found God in my soul. And I read in there where it said, "Whatsoever things you desire when you pray, believe you'll receive it."
There'd never been a prayer said at our table. I remember dad setting on the corner there. I said, "Can we pray?" Mom looked over and started to cry. Pop didn't know what to do.
I said, "God..." I had the Bible laying on the table; I said, "If I die, I'm coming home trusting You. Your Word said this. I've got to either consider what the doctor said or consider what You said. I've took his word for a year and I ain't no better; I'm getting worse. I'm not considering what he said any more. I'm considering what You said." And I asked the blessing.

L-161 We had beans, and corn bread, and onions. I took a dish-full of them out and started eating them. The first bite went into my stomach liked to killed me. I had to hold my hand over my mouth to keep it from coming back. And it kept coming back, and I'd swallow it down, come back, I'd swallow it down. But I didn't consider my stomach. I considered what God said about it, not what I felt; it was burning me up.
I went out on the street, and was walking down the street like this, the water running out of my mouth. Said, "How do you feel, Billy?"
I said, "Wonderful."
Days passed; weeks passed; still walking, standing down in a ditch with my stomach...?... and holding my hand like that, tamping like that, singing, "Oh, how I love Jesus." Lay it down and throw some more dirt in, holler, "Oh, how I love Jesus." Just belching that food up, coming back, so swimmie-headed I could hardly work.
Said, "How you feel this morning? Billy, you sick?"
I said, "No, I feel wonderful."
Then later on when I testified, somebody said, "You lied then."
I said, "No, I never. I wasn't talking about these senses here in the body; they're dead. I reckon Christ for my...?..." I said, "I was taking what He said, and I felt wonderful about it."
There you are. Consider not your own body. Consider not the diseases, for they are of the devil. Right. Consider God's promise.

L-167 Someone not long ago said, "Now, look; you can't preach Divine healing in the atonement." Smart, Baptist preacher, which was too far off anyhow.
Said, "Now, I won't argue with you about the atonement, which I know you haven't got a foot to stand on: very fundamental." I said, "I know you haven't got a foot... Here's one Scripture right before you, that'll take the whole thing out, 'He was wounded for our transgressions, and bruised for our iniquity, the chastisement of our peace upon him, with his stripes we are healed.'" I said, "Where do you apply that to, in Calvary?"

L-169 I said, "Do you believe the seven redemptive names, compound names belongs to Jesus? If He wasn't, and didn't fulfill, and in Him was them seven compound names, He wasn't Jehovah-jireh. There is Jehovah-jireh, 'God's provided sacrifice,' and you'll have to admit that or say He wasn't the Son of God. Then if He is Jehovah-jireh, He's Jehovah-rapha, the Healer also. For all seven compound names, 'our victory,' 'our banner,' and 'our shield,' and 'our buckler,' and 'our healing,' and 'our salvation,' 'our provided sacrifice,' all laid in Him. And when He died at Calvary, He spoiled principalities, raised up, throwed His hands up, said, 'It's finished.' Hallelujah. Devils trembled; hell shook; the...?... went every way. And He rose up on Easter morning, 'I am He that was dead and is alive again.' There He is, Jehovah-rapha, Jehovah-manasseh. Jehovah-jireh, God's provided sacrifice." Couldn't have a word to say.


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