<TITLE>07. Par 9-9</TITLE>L-9 Two little police that I had just led to God, went out there to grab the man. I said, "This is not a flesh and blood affair." Sixty-six hundred people setting, or six thousand six hundred people, setting, besides what was in the street, everybody breathless... I weighed a hundred and twenty-eight pounds then. I turned around to him, never said a word. You better know what you're talking about.
So he said, "Tonight, I will prove that there's nothing to you but a hypocrite." He said, "I will break every bone in that little frail body of yours." And he threw up them arms, and he was well able to carry out his threats, physically speaking. He come walking towards me with his teeth set and his eyes a-rolling like that. He went--got real close to me and said [Brother Branham makes a noise of spitting--Ed.] spit in my face, said, "You snake in the grass, you--you posing to be a man of God."
I never said a word. I was waiting for the Angel of the Lord to speak. Mine was no good.
And he said, "Tonight, I will break every bone in your body. I will knock you in the middle of that congregation out there."
Just about that time, Something went [Brother Branham makes a sound--Ed.] I said, "Tonight, because you made this challenge, you'll fall over my feet: THUS SAITH THE LORD." There you are. Now, six thousand six hundred people waiting breathless, both challenges was made. I had to look up like that to see him.
He said, "I will show you whose feet I will fall over, you snake in the grass." And here he come like that, drew back his big fist, and just about ready to strike me.
As he did like that, I said, "Satan, come out of the man."L-9 cont. Tommy Osborn happened to be setting looking at that; he went home, got him a hammer and nails, and nailed the door open, said, "I ain't coming out of here, God, till you do something for me." He said, "I'm staying right here." He prayed for several days.
He come down, was setting on the porch; Brother Bosworth was sitting there with me. He said, "Brother Branham, do you think God would answer my prayer?"
I said, "Now, look Brother Osborn, get started on the right foot. Now, you can make a lot of noise, or anything, and people will follow you; but remember, your ministry, you'll answer before God for it someday." I said, "There sets an old oak tree on my porch," referring to Brother Bosworth; I said, "who knows about Divine healing. Crawl up under the tree and talk to him a little while." I said, "If you'd have been called with a gift, you'd have knowed it way back yonder. Gifts and callings are without repentance. You are at least a preacher, and every preacher by general orders, are to pray for the sick."
Not only preachers, but the deacons, and the lay members, "Pray ye, one for another." Every Christian in here has just as much right to pray for the sick as I, Brother Bosworth, Brother Baxter, Brother Roberts, or any other man there is.
And what does them men do? The only thing they can do is preach the Word of God so clear that you'd see it and accept it. There's nothing in the man that would heal, nothing in his prayer that would heal, it's not you're... Here--here stood a guy standing here; maybe he's standing here an unbeliever. And I could pray for him all night long with a toothache and never heal him. He's got to have the faith. It's that man. It wasn't I could heal him; but he's got to have the faith of Christ to receive his healing. See what I mean?
So Brother Osborn did just that. He got with Brother Bosworth and stayed with him for about a year or so, I guess, or something like that, different places together, till he found all the techniques of how to use the Scriptures.


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