<TITLE>13. Par 30-32</TITLE>L-30 Brother, sister, I had a million five hundred thousand dollars give to me at one time, and refused to put my name on it, and told them to take it back. That's right. I had twenty-five thousand dollars give to me in one check at the platform in Texas, where a man from the Texas oil owner there that come said, his mother was healed out of wheelchair. They just flew in there. I said, "Sir," and I tore the check up before him. That's right. I'm a poor man.
Someone offered me, here not long ago, said, "Brother Branham, we'll buy you a nice Cadillac to ride."
I said, "A Cadillac." I said, "Me go down through Arkansas and some of them poor little old Arkansas'ers down there picking cotton, little old mothers with their hands stuck up with cockleburs and things, or burrs off of that cotton, picking, pulling a sack, half dead with female trouble and things like that, eating fat bacon and corn-bread for breakfast, come put a dollar in my meeting, and me ride in a Cadillac? No, sir. No, indeedy." I said, "No, indeedy, I will never do that...?..." [Congregation claps their hands--Ed.] Thank you.

L-31 I want to be like the people that comes to me to be prayed for. Yes, sir. If I could afford it, I sure wouldn't even have them to even put in nickels and dimes to pay for the auditorium. And I said, "No, I... If I got what I deserved, I'd be walking. Wouldn't I feel funny now, say, "There goes Brother Branham." A big Cadillac going down the road and them poor little fellows couldn't even afford a bicycle. And then me going in a Cadillac. That's not right. No, sir. So I just wouldn't stand for it.
And this man made a great remark that I put money and everything. I just... It was wrong, but God dealt with him.

L-32 And one day, I remember a friend of mine, Mr. Reed from over in, he may be in this meeting tonight. Many of you might know Mr. Reed. He had a stroke, and his hands was hanging like that, and the doctor said he'd die for morning. They called me way down Florida, when I was at your place, and I prayed for him on the phone. God saved his life. And he was been... And one night, he was coming out of... one day there at the... What was that little place where they got them big caves there in New Mexico? Carlsbad. And we was coming out, Billy and I were going down the street, and here comes Mr. Reed and his colored driver. And Mrs. Reed trying to help him and he was... And he seen me come there, and he held his mouth opening crying, and he was trying to wipe the tears away from his eyes.
Said, "Brother Branham, last night you called from twenty-five to thirty-five, and mine was thirty-six." He said, "Oh, if I could only got to the line."
And I said, I said, "Well, Brother Reed, that wouldn't have healed you, brother."
He said, "No, Brother Branham, but I want to know what I've done. If I've done anything, God knows that I'm sorry of it." He said, "Why should I have to go like this through life now." Said, "I'm glad to be living, but... holding like that. The boy trying to hold him, and his wife like that.
And I said, "Well, Mr. Reed, I have no way." I said, "Just tonight, I just call a number of those cards." I said, "If God would've intended it..."


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