<TITLE>12. Par 33-35</TITLE>L-33 It's a bad way for you to come to church at night, expecting to get healed, without having a good long season of prayer before you leave home. Say, "Lord, I--I want you tonight, to do something for me. When I get down there tonight, may the Holy Spirit just sink every word in my heart, and faith will anchor there, and I can raise right up in the meeting, and get my healing, and walk away perfectly whole." Then you'll go getting healed. But if you eat a great big supper, fuss around the house awhile, argue all the way down, why then, when you come down here, you'll probably go back the same way you come in. That's right.
That may be a little bit hard. It's just like... I was a little old boy, we used to have pretty hard time a living. Which it isn't too easy now, but--but it was awful then. We lived in a little old cabin, and mama used to broil meat skins for the--for to make the grease to make bread out of. I don't know whether you had to do that or not, put them in the pan, you know, the meat rinds. You get them at the store, a whole big package of them for a quarter. And they'd put them in there and render it out, then she'd pour that into cornmeal, and we had corn pones and--and--and black-eyed peas. I don't whether you all know what they are or not. Black-eyed peas and just corn pone, that's a real good southern dish, and sorghum molasses and hominy grits for breakfast. So then...

L-34 And every Saturday night, when--she had a old fashion way. They had a big old cedar tub, and teakettle on the stove, or hanging over the fireplace. And they pour this water in, and all of us little Branhams had to come up and get a bath, all in the same water, same tub. And so it went right on through. And me being the oldest, I was the last. Of course she--she bathed the little ones first, pour a little more water in, warm it up. Why, I imagine a lot of you done the same thing. That's right. That's right. That's right.
We're--we're just... Because we can wear a little better clothes, and a better automobile, we're still just eighty-four cents worth of chemicals. That's all. You'd have to weigh a hundred and fifty pounds to be that. Ha.

L-35 Did you know a man's worth only eighty-four cents in chemicals? Just enough chemicals about him, a little bit of calcium, and--and just enough whitewash to sprinkle a hen's nest, and you know, just a--just a few chemicals, and then you walk around like you're worth a hundred million dollars. And what are you anyhow? That's what any of us is. After while we're going to lay out there in the graveyard and rot away. But that soul, brother, that's in there tonight in the front of God is worth ten million worlds. That's right. You'll take care of the eighty-four cents, but you'll just let anything come in that soul. Let's be sensible, brother, let's really serve the Lord.
And mother, I remember she used to, every Saturday night, we didn't have enough vitamins and things (You see?), so we have to take Castor oil. I took so much of that stuff, till I can't hardly stand to look at the bottle today. I used to hold my nose, and I'd say, "Oh, mama, please don't do it. It makes me so sick."
She said, "Now, look here son, if it doesn't make you right good and sick, it doesn't do you any good." So maybe, that's the way it is with preaching the Gospel. If we don't get right rough with it once in a while, it don't do you any good. Gets you stirred up. Amen. You hear it? That's what we need, a roughing up.


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