<TITLE>22. Par 87-90</TITLE>L-87 I said, "Honey, on that morning, I... You stand over on the east side of the gate. Somewhere, somewhere in the world, if I'm living, I'll be preaching this Gospel until the time that I meet you. And if I sleep before then..." We don't believe in death. There's no Scripture in the Bible says a Christian dies. No, sir, they're not dead. And so, I said, "If I'm sleeping, I'll be by your side there at the grave." I said, "But if I'm not, I'll be somewhere in the world preaching the Gospel. And--and--and I'll get the kids together, or you get them, and you stand on the east side of the gate. When you see Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and the rest of them coming up, I'll be there."

L-88 And she put her arms around me, and I kissed her good-bye. That was it. The Angels come packed her away. I took off home. And just as I got home, not knowing it, here come someone running in, said, "Brother Branham?"
"Yeah."
Said, "You're baby's dying, also."
"Baby dying?"
"Yeah."
Little, fat healthy thing. I remember her mother used to put the little three corners on her, set her out in the yard, and I'd blow my horn when I was coming around. She was just big enough to jump and go, "Goo-goo, goo-goo, goo." Just sweet and plump, and how I loved her.
I said, "My baby's not going."
"Yep."

L-89 I rushed to the hospital real quick. Sam Adair said, "You can't go in, Bill." Said, "She's developed tubercular meningitis, and she's dying now."
I said, "Where's Billy Paul?'
Said, "We got him away." Said, "You can't go in now." Said, "You'll pick up that germ, take it back to Billy."
I said, "Surely, doctor."
I waited till he turned his back and I went in anyhow. And I went in, and they had her in an isolating place, not a very good hospital, had... The flies was all in her little eyes. And I went down there, and looked at the poor little thing. And I shook her. Her little legs was fat, and moving back and forth, little spasm like. And when she opened her little eyes and looked at me... She was blue-eyed. And those little blue eyes, she'd suffered so hard till they were crossed. And when she looked at me, I said, "Sherry, do you know your daddy, honey?" His... Her little lips begin to quiver, and she was trying to reach for me, and was dying.

L-90 I knelt down, and I said, "O God, please don't let my baby die. I'm sorry that I listened to what somebody else said. Take me, and let my baby live. I'm the one that sinned. I'm the one that did wrong." I said, "Let my baby live, God. Don't take her. I love her so much."
And while I was praying, I looked, looked like a black sheet come folding down. I knowed--I knowed that was it.
Just a few minutes, the nurse come in, and said, "Reverend, you can't stand in here."
I said, "Just go on out."
Seen the Angel of God come, take the little thing home. I walked over and put my hand on her little head. I said, "Sweetheart, God bless your little heart." I said, "You're going to be a little angel directly in the arms of mother. She's laying there in the morgue now."


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