<TITLE>22. Par 68-70</TITLE>L-68 And she opened up the gate, and it had a chain with an old plow point hanging on it. I don't know whether you know what a plow point is or not, to keep... And I walked in that little gate. And she opened the door, that little old two room, whitewashed cabin, down there by the river bank. And I walked in there. Listen. I...
There was a big sign on the door: "God bless our home," when you come in. No rug on the floor, a little old poster bed, if you know what it is there, a little iron bedstead, and a big healthy looking boy, laying there, looked about would weigh a hundred and eighty pounds, about eighteen, twenty years old, and just carrying on awful, unconscious. No floor on the rug... No rug on the floor, rather, and holes that big in the floor, big cracks like that...

L-69 I've walked into kings palaces. I've been in some of the most lovely homes there is in the world, but I never was any more--felt any more welcome, than I did in that little colored haunt that morning. I walked in there knowing that the God of heaven was with her. I didn't know what to do.
And he was going... [Brother Branham illustrates.--Ed.] He said, "It's so dark. It's so dark." Had the cov... the quilt or the quilt in his hand like this, going [Brother Branham illustrates.--Ed.]
And she'd pat him. She said, "Mammy's baby."
I thought, "Yes, in disgrace, nearly twenty years old, I suppose, and no matter how disgraceful he was, how much trouble he'd got into, he's still mammy's baby." That's a mothers love. And if the love of a mother will do that, what will the love of God do? She patted him, kissed him on his forehead.
I said, "What's he talking about?"
She said, "Parson, he says he's..." Said, "He don't know what he's talking about." Says, "He has been unconscious. The doctor says he ain't never going to wake up." And said, "Parson, I just can't see him go like that." Said, "He keeps saying he's lost out in a big ocean somewhere. And he's in a little boat, and he, and it's all dark around him." Said, "I... That just breaks my heart." She said, "You pray that God will save my baby, 'fore he died, won't you?"

L-70 I said, "Yes, ma'am, auntie." I said, "Shall we bow?" And I knelt at the foot of the bed. I took a hold of his feet, just as cold as they could be, and just like death. And I... And she said... She knelt down. I said, "You lead us in prayer, auntie." And you talk about praying. Hmm. She got down there just as quiet.
She said, "Now, dear Lord," she said, "I have stood out there," and her back was wet from the dew of that morning. She'd been standing there all that time. God told her, and was standing there waiting. I didn't know what to do.
So he said... She--she said, "Dear Lord," she said, "don't let my darling baby die in disgrace like that." Said, "I want's to see him in heaven, where he will never get in any more troubles." Said, "Won't You please, dear Lord, let me hear him say with his own lips, that he is saved again." And like that. A prayer... And I couldn't keep tears from running down my cheeks. I looked at that poor old mammy and I looked down there.
I thought, "O God."
And when she got through praying like that she said, "Will you pray now, parson, that God save him?"


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