<TITLE>17. Par 57-60</TITLE>L-57 Sometime ago I was drinking from an old fountain where I used to go by and drink all the time. And it was always a bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble constantly. I thought, "What makes you so happy a bubbling like that?" I thought, "Maybe because deers drink." No. "Because that--that the bears drink." No. "Maybe because I drink." No.
If he could speak, he'd say, "Brother Branham, it's not me a bubbling. It's something behind me pushing me and making me bubble." And that is to every believer that's borned of the Spirit of God. There's Something behind him pushing him, bubbling up out of you, fountains of water, bubbling up unto Everlasting Life. That's what the whole church needs today is a good old fashion, fresh bubbling up. Yes, sir.

L-58 Used to be when I was a little kid, I used to think of bubbling. Mama used to... I used to have to cut rails and things to stick under the old kettle and wash, out in the backyard, in the wood yard. I don't guess you ever did that, big old three-legged kettle out in the wood yard, you know. And mama put her clothes in there with homemade soap. And I'd have to go out and cut wood and fire under there. Oh, my. I thought, "What... So much of that fire? How... Why is that thing burn so much wood?"
She said, "It's got to get hot, for you can do business." And that's the way it is with the church: It's got to really get hot or you can't do business. You got to get something.
She'd take another old kettle she had there in--in canning time. And she'd can these little yellow tomato to make preserves out of them. Put it between hot biscuits on a cold morning, it'd go good right now.

L-59 And so she'd put it in there, and I'd notice she'd pour sugar in. And I'd cut wood and pile around that thing. And I... Oh, it's so hot. The steam would be coming up out of there. I said, "Mama, ain't that hot enough?"
She said, "Nope, cut some more wood."
I said, "Well, mama, look at the steam."
She said, "It has to go to bubbling, popping. And when it gets real, real hot it goes pop, pop, pop, pop, like that, preserves when it's cooking." She said, "That's what mixes the sugar and makes it sweet." And said, "It ain't fit to can until you get it to popping."
I thought, "That's right. When an old fashion meeting... The thing we got to do is pour on the Gospel wood until she gets hot enough till testimonies pop, pop, pop, pop, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, turn over like that. She's getting fit to canning, sealed into the Kingdom of God. Amen.
You think I'm crazy, don't you? Well, if I am, I'm happy. Just let me alone. See, I'm--I'm doing fine now. I--I feel better this way, than I did the other way. See? Now, I'm not excited. I know right where I am. See?

L-60 Now, oh, a good old fashion meeting... Here sometime ago I was up at Gary, Indiana. I was holding a meeting up close there. And they'd taken me over to them big steel mills. And the man was walking me around. He said, "Preacher, I want to show you my--this place."
I said, "All right." They had a bunch of benches, like those seats there. And every man was working at a lathe or so forth. And after while, a little whistle blowed. And when the little whistle blowed, why--why all the people begin to take off their aprons, and that was a five minute whistle. And they swept all the shavings out into the middle of the floor. And--and the first thing you know, then another whistle blowed. Everybody went out.


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