<TITLE>17. Par 60-62</TITLE>L-60 Let's turn our scene just before closing now, for a minute. Let's look at Adam and Eve there in the garden of Eden. Sin, alien from God without fellowship, tossed about with every wind of doctrine, didn't know what to do. God stood before them in the judgment there and pronounced the judgment upon them. Now, watch what they did.
There goes Adam and Eve with their arms around one another. I can see poor little Eve now can cry. Those great blue sparkly eyes, that looked like the stars of heaven, tears are running down her cheeks. They'll be wrinkled after while. That pretty blond hair hanging down her back will turn gray. That great shaggy black hair on Adam will turn gray one of these days. Those great huge muscles will shrink away, and come into the dust, and the skin worms will crawl through. Got to go.
Sickness and sorrow lays in his path. And there he goes going out through there, now, without hope, turned out of the Presence of God. I can see him with his arm around his sweetheart, the tears running down his cheeks dripping off on her head and it running down over her body, the tears and blood mixed together from them old bloody sheepskins. And there they start out through the garden of Eden, condemned.

L-61 Listen. I can hear something like [Brother Branham claps his hands together twice--Ed.] What is it? It's a bloody sheepskin beating against the legs of Adam as he walked out through there, condemned to die, God's own child, going out through there, separated, alienated from God, going to a devil's hell without mercy. When God Who covers all space and all eternity...
Here some time ago I was out on Mount Palomar looking through a glass there. I could see a hundred twenty million years of light space. Break that down in miles, you run a row of nines plumb to Jeffersonville, Indiana, still couldn't break it in miles. And out in there in the solar system, I see are world and moons and so forth and stars, a hundred and twenty million years of light space.
God, He covered all space and all time. Bottled down to a four little letters l-o-v-e, love. He could not see a child depart from him. I can hear him say, "Wait just a minute, Adam. I will put enmity between the woman's seed and the serpent's seed. Her heel shall bruise his head. And his head shall bruise her heel," promising a Saviour. What a black picture, there.

L-62 Let's change our camera now to four thousand years later. In Jerusalem one morning...

