<TITLE>36. Par 49-49</TITLE>L-49 I said, "Brother Bosworth, as long as I've been with you, and you seen those visions and seen how they come to pass, and I tell you now in the Name of the Lord, that it is not God's will for us to do that. We're to go Durban, not down to Cape Town. And you mean to tell me..."
Said, "Well," he said, something or another about I wonder if it could have been a false vision. One..."
I said, "Well, Brother Bosworth." There's nearly my--my--my--my second daddy, the man that I loved, the very bosom. And I looked and I said, "Oh, God, "Have mercy." Fifteen thousand miles away from home, and there my manager and Brother Baxter, and Brother Bosworth, and everybody, I said, "God, what can I do?" I walked back in there, I said, "Brother, I'm trapped. But not in God. I tell you in the Name of the Lord: I shall not take that--that way there."
They said, "Is it..." Well, somebody thought up, "Could it be then the permissive will of God?" Well, when something was named about the permissive...
"Oh, well."
I said, "God might permit it, but it ain't His will."
Well, when the permissive will, you know what happened, Brother Bosworth, everybody, "Well, go in and ask Him. Go in and see."
And I walked in, and my poor little boy setting here behind me, we was sleeping in the same room. Little Billy come in and put his arm around me, he said, "Daddy, don't you listen to them preachers. You listen to what God's a telling you, daddy."
And I said, "Pray with me, Billy." We knelt down. Of course, he got tired, he don't know much about it, so he went to bed. I stayed there. A long towards three o'clock in the morning, I raised up. I felt It just like a man standing there. He moved around this side.
I said, "My Lord." I said, "What are these men telling me out here?"


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