<TITLE>11. Par 35-38</TITLE>L-35 Ushers begin to throw their hands together like that, and made a line coming down, along the side. I walked up to the platform. I knew He was here. I said, "I do not claim to be a Divine healer." And I said, "Don't think hard of Mr. Best."
Although, he had hired some photographers to come over there. Listen to this. He hired a commercial photographer, the Douglas Studio's. Write to them, if you want to find out. Connected with the American Photographer Association. And he had hired Mr. Kipperman of the Douglas Studio's in Houston, Texas, number ten something, Rusk Street. It's in my book there. Write and ask him the testimony. And Mr. Ayers that come with him, was a Roman Catholic who criticized me, and said I was a hypnotizer, in the paper the day before. And Kipperman was an Orthodox Jew who even denied Jesus. And Mr. Best had sent over there and told him to--to "Come take a half-dozen, six by ten glossies of me, while I take that old man over there and take him apart, and skin him and rub salt in his hide, and tack it on my door as a memorial to Divine healing." That shows where Christian spirit lays and take a brother... See? All right, that, there you are (You see?), all puffed up here; nothing down here. See?

L-36 And so, then he come over there. And they took the six glossies while he was doing the preaching. He'd pose for them like this, and he posed for them like that, you know. And they took the six glossies.
And so then, when I started down to the platform, they said, "No more pictures, that's up to all the photographers, and so forth, taking pictures." Said, "No more pictures..." 'Cause they take those pictures in the meetings, and they sell them, and it's not right (See?), commercial on anything that belongs to God. And so, that's the wrong thing to do. So we just stopped all pictures. So they wouldn't let no pictures be taken.

L-37 So, I said, "Do not anyone think hard of Mr. Best." I said, "I did think he was sincere, till he looked down to this row of stretchers and cots and things, laying here, of these people laying here with cancer, and heart trouble, that's going to be dead in a few days, if God doesn't help them. And the doctors has give them up. They've done their very best for him. There's nothing they can do. And now you say, he... I believe he was sincere till he said that he felt sorry for those people." He can't feel sorry for those people, and robbing them of trying to black out the only hope they have of living. How can you feel sorry for them? Like taking food away from a starving man." I said, "And there sets their comrades setting back there, who was in their condition just a few days ago, and with doctors' statements that they're healed. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]... because they're all mixed up in their religious experience." See? I said, "I don't...?... believe that was sincere."
But anyhow, he come running up the platform, he said, "Branham?"
Said, "Yes, sir?"
He said, "As a man, I admire you. As a preacher, I don't think much of you."
I said, "That's mutually felt." Uh-huh. Walked on off the platform. That was all.

L-38 So I said, "All right. now. He's..." I said, "Look, I do not claim to be a Divine healer." And I said, "I was reminded of my Lord, when he said, 'Come down, and perform. Come down, let me see.'" I said, "That same devil, when He was on the cross, and they put a rag around His face... I believe He was a Prophet, the King of prophets." Don't you believe it? He knew the woman at the well. She had five husbands. He knew where Nathanael was when he was under the fig tree, or the olive tree, oh, fig tree, I believe it was; when he was there. He knew where the fish was had the coin in its mouth. They put a rag around His face and hit Him on the head with a reed, and said, "Now, if You're a prophet, prophesy, tell us who hit You." He didn't even open His mouth or say a word.


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