<TITLE>30. Par -</TITLE>E-92b      I was there in a revival at a big Baptist church, and we was holding a meeting. And I felt led, in an altar call, that night, to walk back to a young lady. I'm just telling this. I met her here not long ago. And I said--walked back to her and I said, "Sister, I believe God is calling you tonight."
She said, "Looky here, Reverend Branham," she said, "I know when God is calling."
I said, "All right, sister, I've just done all I could say." She's a fine young lady of the city there, had a nice name and everything. And so I said, "I feel..."
And I started walking back again; the Holy Spirit said, "Make that call again."
I made it again. And I said, "Now, young lady," I said, "I believe..."
She said, "Reverend Branham, if I want somebody, talk to me about like that, I'll get somebody that's got some sense; not you."
I said, "Very well. I have done all I can do. Remember, sister, you--if you blaspheme the Holy Ghost, you'll never be saved."

E-92c      And so, I went outside the building that night and stood by the door. A beautiful young lady, and the roses was blooming around the door, I never forget; and the wind blowing, the moonlight. She--she looked like an angel, almost, standing there. She was just in her youth of seventeen, eighteen years old. I said... She said, "Reverend Branham, you embarrassed me in that church tonight." And said, "I'll never forget that."
I said, "Yes, I know you'll never forget it. You won't forget it." In about three or four years after that, I passed through the same city and was going down the street. And I looked. I was going down from the railroad yard, and I looked: a young lady passed by the street, her skirts hanging low. And I thought, "That can't be that girl." And I started walking on. She looked back at me; just kept walking. I just walked along behind her. And she--first thing... She's waited for me to catch up. She said, "Hello, preacher..." real slangy like. You know?
And I said, "Well, I'll say..." I said, "You're the..."
She said, "That's... No more of that now."
And so I walked down to where she was. She stopped there at a little place. She said, "Step in."
I said, "No, ma'am. Thank you."
And she said, "Well, won't you step into my apartment?" Right in our red light district.
And I said, "No. No, I--I won't. Thank you." I said, "A--a... Girl, do you remember...?"
She said, "Just a minute." She pulled out a cigarette and hit it like that. Said, "You have a smoke?"
I said, "You know I'm a Christian."
And she said--she said, "Well, how would you like to have a little drink?" She pulled out a bottle.
I said, "Shame on you." You see?
She said, "Wait, just a minute. I'm going to leave you, and I'm going in here," but said, "You remember that night, preacher, what you told me, God is giving me my last call?"
I said, "Yes."
She said, "It's the truth." She said, "And you're privileged to tell it anywhere you want to." She said, "But I'm lost forever." She said, "My heart has become so black, till I could..." Here's the remark she made: "I could see my own mother's soul fry in hell like a pancake, and laugh at it." That's the danger of rejecting Jesus Christ. Tomorrow, some other time, you get so hard and so calloused you don't want nothing about it. And that's what this world is today. It's getting so calloused it don't want Christ, it's got so much luxury and things.


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