<TITLE>24. Par 86-90</TITLE>L-86 But that night they brought an old colored man out, just a little bit of rim of white hair around the back of his head here, great big, long, felt preachers coat on, one of the old fashion, long flock-tail coats with the velvet collar. Poor old fellow walked out there like this. I thought, "That poor old man. Isn't that a shame?" I said, "Poor old dad." I said, "I guess he's preached a long time." And he stood there.
And I never seen a microphone before. I was a country preacher. So they had the microphones hanging up. It was something new then, you know.
So this old fellow got before there; he said, "Dear children." Uh-oh. He said, "I's gwine to take my text tonight from back in--in Job." Said, "Where was you when I laid the foundation of the world? Declare unto me where these--they're fastened to, so when the morning stars sing together and the sons of God shouted for joy."

L-87 I thought, "That poor old fellow. His preaching days are about finished. He's old." See?
Instead of coming down on the earth with it, like this, brother, he went back yonder about ten million years before the foundation of the world was ever laid; he climbed up into the skies; and he preached about what went on in the skies, the sons of God shouting for joy. He come on down through the dispensations and brought him back on the horizontal rainbow, back here, back over in the Millennium.
And about that time he got all happy. And when he did, he went, "Whoopee," Just jumped up in the air, kicked his heels together, said, "Glory to God," said, "Hallelujah, there's not enough room here for me to preach." And off the platform he walked like that, like a kid.

L-88 I said, "Brother, if it'll make an old man act like that, what would it do for me? I want that. That's what I want. That's what my heart hungers for, if it'll make an old man act like that." I want..." That's what I wanted. I said, "Oh, my, them people's got something."
That night I went out in the cornfield; I thought, "I better press my trousers." So I took the two seats of my old Ford, and put them together, laid my trousers back and forth like this, and put the seats down to press them, laid down in some grass over at the side of the field out here somewhere in Indiana, out here.

L-89 And I laid there under that little old cherry tree that night. And I prayed, "God, somehow or another, give me favor with them people. That's what I want. Baptist or no Baptist, that's what I want. That's what my hungry heart feeling for. That's what it's reaching for. There's a people that I've wanted to see all my life."
Next morning I went down. Nobody knowed me, you know. So I put on my little old seersucker trousers, and put a t-shirt on. Nobody knowed I was a preacher, so I went down. And I set down. And when I set down, here come a colored brother up and set down the side of me; and over here set a lady. And I--I set down there.

L-90 And when I got up that morning they was playing the music and everything. And there was a brother, his daughter come out and played a trumpet. Whitherspoon, I believe was his name. And he... That girl played the most beautiful on "Blue Galilee" that I--I sat there and cried like a baby. And I was setting there.
Then up to the platform come a minister by the name of Kurtz. He said, "Last night at the platform, the youngest minister we had here was an evangelist by the name of William Branham," said, "from Jeffersonville, Indiana." Said, "We want him to speak this morning."
Oh, my. My congregation... And I thought, "And seersucker trousers and t-shirt..." So I just hunkered down real low like this, you know. In a few minutes... He waited a few minutes; he got to the microphone again, he said, "If there's anybody here knows where William Branham from Jeffersonville, an evangelist, was on the platform last night, we want him, this morning, to bring the message this morning. Tell him to come to the platform."


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