<TITLE>09. Par 26-27</TITLE>L-26 There might be that person, setting here tonight, maybe not so desperately as that man was, but not knowing that right here in the next hour, is salvation for you.
Setting there in that condition, and after while I imagine he begin... Let's imagine he's thinking in his mind, maybe reached out his hands across the curb and he rubbed the stones on the street, think, "Many years ago, Joshua, the great a--conqueror in God's army, led the children of Israel right up that same road. Not only that, but right, not very far from that same gate, Joshua was wandering around one day, and he met a Man Who drew His sword and claimed to be the Captain of the host of the Lord, Jesus Christ, Himself, standing there in Person just outside the gate. Over that same road, eight hundred years before that, come Elisha and Elijah on the road to Jordan and Elijah is going to be taken up in a whirlwind, and Elisha got a double portion of his Spirit, on that same road."
But the poor old blind beggar, the priest had told him, the clergy of that day, "Them things are past away. The days of miracles is past. Eight hundred years, God don't care about the people in that way no more. We have other things we preside to or go to, so we don't have them things no more."

L-27 And he had been taught that, but somebody, perhaps a little girl, or a little boy, had come by and told him that there was a Prophet in Galilee that could make the blind to see, and the lame to walk. The priest didn't receive Him; the clergy of that day had nothing to do with Him. Just the poor and needy followed Him. His congregations wasn't too big, a large congregation of five thousand, where the Sanhedrin could call in two million. But His congregation wasn't so big--big, but it was those who loved Him, and believed in Him followed Him. And I can imagine the old prophet--or the old beggar laying there saying, "Oh, if that prophet would only come this way."
"Seek and ye shall find. Knock it'll be open unto you. [Brother Branham knocks--Ed.] Ask and you shall receive."
Everything had gotten quiet. All at once, people begin to come by whispering. The old, blind beggar wondering, "What--what are they talking about?"
And after while, the crowd got thicker. Well, over here it was snickering and laughing. Hear somebody holler, "Ha, ha, ha. Here comes that religious fanatic, that holy-roller." Who was it? It was the priest, the highest of the clergy, say, "Here, comes that miracle worker. Let us take somebody out here now, and see if He can heal them. Then we'll believe Him."
And I imagine blind Bartimaeus saying, "Wondering, if that's the Prophet from Galilee. But who am I? I'm just a beggar. Well, all these crowds now, hundreds, multitudes around here, and worming in and out, why, I've had no way to have an audience with that Man. But if I could only get to Him, I'd ask Him something."
"Blessed are they that hunger and thirst, for they shall be filled."
There He is, and after while, I hear the priest snickering and laughing. I hear the young folks laughing. But after while, again I hear another group coming by; they're singing, "Hosanna, Hosanna." I hear a little woman, maybe reach down and say, "You know, I would love Him. My little blind baby when He laid His hands upon it, it got its sight."
I hear another little woman say, "My boy was crippled, and He prayed, and my little boy's healed."
And I hear blind Bartimaeus saying, "Who is this that passes by?"
Some of them said, "It's Jesus of Nazareth, the Prophet of Galilee."


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