<TITLE>10. Par 38-41</TITLE>L-38 But go in and take it. It's yours. God give it to you. It's a promise. Go on, take it anyhow. If God said so, what do you care about Canaanites? Those long-faced people that says the days of miracles is past, it is for them. But it isn't for the believer.
Fellow said, "I don't believe it, Brother Branham."
I said, "It wasn't for you. It's only for believers." That's all. It's not for unbelievers.
Now, He said, "Go take it." Notice. He said, "I'll send My fear before you, My Angel. He will prepare the way." And if you notice, when they got over there, one was looking at the material things. The other one was looking at the spiritual thing, the promise of God.
Not long ago, oh, five or six years ago, I was called to a hospital where a boy with black diphtheria was dying. The doctor wouldn't let me go in, on a kind of my boy, my little girl. He said, "Preacher, you can't go in there." I learned the man was Catholic a little later on. He said, "You can't go in there." He said, "You got children of your own." The man was trying to be sincere.

L-39 He said, "The boy is dying. There's nothing you can do for him." Said, "He's been unconscious now for two days. The cardiogram, ever what, electric cardiogram showed that it's plumb down to the... almost zero." And said, "It'll never come back. The boy's dying."
The old father and mother stood there, said, "We want him to go anyhow." Well, I said, "Look, sir, if a priest was standing here and wanted to give that boy the last rites of the church, would you let him go?"
He said, "Certainly, but the priest is not a married man with children like you've got."
I said, "I'll take the responsibility."
Well, he took me in there and dressed me up like a Ku Klux Klan, with all the thing all over me, and like that, and washed my hands and sent me in before the boy. And he was unconscious. The mother bowed on one side and the father on the other side. The little nurse stood at the end.

L-40 I never done a thing but just asked God to let the boy live. Don't believe it's God's will to take that little fellow like that. He was about fifteen years old. Laid hands over on him, and said, "God, this is Your Word and I believe You. And I lay my hands upon him in commemoration of what You said." Got up, said, "Amen."
The father run around on the other side and grabbed the mother and kissed her, said, "Mother, isn't this wonderful?" The boy laying there dying...
"Well," he said, mother, said, "Oh, it's so wonderful, honey, to think that the Lord has healed our boy," him laying there dying.

L-41 The little nurse said, "I believe, sir, that you misunderstood what the doctor said." Said, "Now, it's good to have faith but how can you act like that, be so happy, when your boy will be a corpse in the next--next couple of hours?" Said, "That cardiogram when it goes down (that electric ever what it is), it never has been known in all the world's history to ever come up again." Said, "The boy's dying."
That old saint wiped the tears from his eyes, put his hands over on that little nurse's shoulder, said, "My dear loving child," he said, "you are looking to that electric cardiogram, 'cause that's all you know to look to. But I'm looking to a Divine promise that was made by God. My boy lives." Hallelujah.


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