<TITLE>03. Par -</TITLE>E-1g      And then, the next coming through was a little black boy. Now, some of you little children here, when you go out here to this fountain, and drink, and the many things you have, you know how little African boys have to drink? They lay right down and drink anywhere they can find some water; no matter if it's muddy or what it is, they have to drink it anyhow; they haven't got any more. And when they eat, they just find whatever they can find; they have to eat that; because, well, haven't got nothing else to eat. And these little fellows, when they--they have a cow, and they take a porcupine quill and stick it in its throat here, in its jugular vein and dra--drain what they call a--a gourd, but it isn't, it's made out of animal skins, a little sack, about like that. And they drain half full of blood, and then milk the rest of it with milk, and put a stick and churn it up and down like that, and it makes a cake like a--like a lollipop. That's what they have. And this little fellow had had his diet. And they wear no clothes, just a little bit of beads.
And so his little tummy here was just as bloody as it could be from where he'd eat his--his meal. And he--poor little fellow was cross-eyed, and he was standing there. And I said, "Now, 'course, anyone knows I couldn't heal the child." I said, "You can see it's cross-eyed." But I said, "God is the only One could heal it." I said, "I couldn't have nothing to do with it." I said, "As far as its little life, how--what happened--or what's--if there's anything in the way, God would perhaps show that to me." But I said, "Now, to heal it, I can't, 'cause I'm just a man."

E-1h      And I guess there was twenty doctors or more setting on the platform. The--the medical association give me the right hand of fellowship, right down through Africa. Said, "That's truly Divine healing." And so we had that all in papers, if anybody, any doctor happened to be present like to look it over, well, that's perfectly all right. See? We'd be glad to let you see it.
And so they--this little lad was standing there. And while I was looking at him, I said, "Why, I see..." I said, "The boy was born that way." I said, "He come that way."
And so--and the Zulu interpreter... They had fifteen different interpreters there for fifteen different tribes of people. So they--they... Zulu interpreter gave that, and the mother raised up that that was the truth, setting, the place out on the--the plain there. And so that was right; she raised up her hand. And then while I was looking at the little fellow, I looked right back at him again. He was out of a Christian family. I looked back, his little eyes was straight as mine or yours.
So I said, "Well, 'course anyone knows, he's already healed." He was standing about as far as that chair from me. I said, "He's healed. There's his eyes; you're looking at him." So I said, "Pass on little lad."
And the interpreter said, "Pass on."


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