<TITLE>12. Par 38-40</TITLE>L-38 How easy the Jews condemned Jesus, when they seen... Why, they'd walked through the Red Sea, their fathers had, and on dry land. And all these miracles and signs, and then still didn't believe that that was their God Who was doing the same thing. That's the way it is today.
It's a failing of the church when we... Theology and such and education has took the place of the old fashioned mourner's bench. We used to have a mourner's bench. You took that down in the basement. We don't use it no more. That's the truth. And we... All the fire we ever had on the altar, we put it in the stove. What we need today...
You say, "Well, Brother Branham, I'm afraid you'll get a little fanaticism, a little wild fire." I'd rather have a little wild fire than no fire at all. Sure I would. I can put up with a little fanaticism before I could put with something that's so icy, and stiff, and starch, and ungodly. How can God move into a place like that? Go into a place and the spiritual thermometer registering hundred below zero. Somebody say, "Amen," and everybody stretch their neck, and look around, and see who said it. Preacher said, "You interrupt me."

L-39 A little old woman one time lived up in Kentucky. Her boy come out there to Indiana and joined a nice, big church. It wasn't a church that I belonged. It was a Methodist church, and I was a Baptist. And he went down to a Methodist church. And they begin... It was a great, starchy church. She come out of a little old fired up Methodist church.
She went down that morning where her son and them was going to church at. And she walked in. Why, the--the man at the door didn't even want to let her in. She had on a little old calico dress, or gingham, or whatever you call it up around her neck like this, and little old laced up shoes, and long sleeves like that. And come walking, tripping like a little mammy, you know, ought to, walking in the church, and the doorman looked back at her like that, as to say, "What are you?" And it had embarrassed her boy. Ha-ha. Brother, if you got a mammy like that you ought to thank God for somebody... What we need today is some more old fashioned mothers like that.

L-40 She was so happy to get to church, and she got--setting in the church. The preacher said something another about the Blood of Jesus Christ. She said, "Amen." And everybody stretched their neck like a crane to look around and see who it was. And the preacher lost his text. He said, "Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm." He didn't know what had happened. Why then, she set there just... She didn't know she was out of place. She was setting there...
Look. Listen. Brother, she might not have had her name in "Who's Who," as this great book of "Who's Who" they got, but I... She had her name on the Lamb's Book of Life. And I'd rather have my name there, than all the "Who's Who's" of this world. That's who's to my opinion who who who is. God's Who's Who. I'm glad my name's in it.
You know that famous book they got out, "Who's Who" of the the four hundred millionaires, and so forth, all the dignitaries of the world. Let this world have theirs. Our name's written in heaven on the Lamb's Book of Life, and that's who's God's Who Who is. Might be silly to the world, but their name's on the Lamb's Book of Life.
She was sitting there with her arms folded just as bright as she could be. And the preacher said something else after while that she thought was a...?... She said, "Amen." And everybody... And you know what? The usher come and put her out of the church. She was interrupting the pastor; he couldn't preach his sermon. Talking about falling from grace. Oh, my. That just goes to show the difference. Yes.


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