<TITLE>06. Par 49-56</TITLE>L-49 Moses, then he failed God. Moses is a perfect type of the church organization. Now, excuse this, brethren, but I want you to listen close. All them things was a shadow and type.
And today you hear people say, "Oh, I belong to the So-and-so. I belong to the Methodist." Not only that, but Pentecostal people, holiness people, "I belong to the Assemblies; they're the greatest! I belong to the Church of God." [Brother Branham snaps his finger--Ed.] God don't care that much about either one of them, or any of them. No, sir. God's interested in the individual and any man or woman that dares to trust Him.

L-51 Moses was a type of the church organization, which, he was the law. And Moses glorified himself before the people in the stead of glorifying God. And God turned from him.
And today the church has begin to glorify themselves in the stead of glorifying God. They're trying to get more members, better churches, better organs, and better pews, and a bigger church. God don't give [Brother Branham snaps his finger--Ed.] that much for that. You ought to be glorifying God. I'd rather have a little old mission somewhere, cleaned up, down on the bowery somewhere, where they could really get free and shout, and praise God, and have a good time, than all the great cathedrals in the world. Amen. That's right. God is finished with the church ages.

L-53 Now, notice, He condemned Moses because Moses glorified himself.
And you just watch today. These big churches, they're all wanting you to come to their church and their organization. And every preacher's pulling to try to get a feather in his hat; he will go along, say, "Well, I might be the district presbyter. I might be this, that, or the other." Brother, I want to be a Christian. That's what men and women need, is Christ.

L-55 Oh, when I begin to see them, see the way they're doing, it reminds me here not long ago, I was on a--a little vacation after I come back from Africa. I was up here in the north woods, way up here on the Alaskan border, a thousand miles from a hardtop road. Went back six days on horseback, getting plumb away from everything. And as I went back through there, I was riding along on my horse one day, and it just got scared. A grizzly bear just raised up, and he got scared. And I was going down through; he started running, and we got down through there. And there had been and old burn over, and there was a great big bunch of big old tall trees that stood there. And they were white there in the moonlight, oh, just as stately and strong as they could looked to be. All the life was gone out of them. And I listened at the winds howling, and the winds come down through there, just a-moaning, you know, and all them old trees would do is just squeak and squawk, and squeak and squawk.

L-56 Over in Joel, it said, "What the palmerworm left, the caterpillar eaten; what the caterpillar left, the earthworm eaten." Them churches, oh, no doubt, just like them trees, they once were great living statues, the Methodists, the Baptists, the Presbyterian, the Pentecost. But I tell you, the fires and scorches of--of this world has scorched all the bark off of them; they're standing like a big bunch of tombstones now, and just erected up there, no Life in them at all. Amen. That's right. And when the rushing mighty Wind comes from heaven, down, the only thing they do is just squeak and squawk, and moan, and talk against It. Hallelujah. What we need is somebody to accept It.


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