<TITLE>08. Par 29-31</TITLE>L-29 Hear sometime ago, I read where a little baby boy eat the erasers off of a pencil, eat the rubber off of a bicycle pedal. They took him to the laboratory to find out what was the matter with him, or at the clinic, rather. They found out his little body needed sulfur. And sulfur was in the rubber.
Now, before there could be a crave for sulfur, there had to be a sulfur out there to respond to that crave. And before there can be a de--if there's a desire in a human heart for more of God, there's got to be more of God somewhere to find. If a man believes in Divine healing and knows that God is a Healer, there's got to be a fountain open somewhere. For there's got to be a deep to respond to every desire. Amen.
What we need today is an old fashioned breaking up, Cleaning out the ice box and the beer and all the fandangoed things, and throw the cards off the table, and an old fashioned prayer meeting back and getting...?... back arms of the living God. That's what we need today.
America needs, it's the only remedy. God's never give another remedy in the education. All these other things will never never be recognized until you come through the blood. Takes the blood to do it.

L-30 Perfect fellowship, Job had it, just man. Look what a fellowship he had. When he came in the Presence of God our God... Satan came up before God rather with the sons of God. Say, "Where you been?"
Said, "Walking to and fro and up an down on the earth."
Said, "Have you considered my servant Job, a just man, a perfect man? There's none like him in the earth. " What's God saying? Job, his servant, was perfect. We've all read of the trials of Job. How that he went through the distressed times. Oh I just love to read of him.
One year I was staying out... I preached the book of Job. Taking me about a year and a half to get through it. When I got him over him on the ash heap. I kept him there for about six or eight weeks. One of the members of my congregation, she didn't want to hurt my feelings but she wrote me a letter.
Said, "Brother Branham, when you ever going to get Job off the ash heap?"

L-31 I had him out there. That was the crucial moment of Job's life. He looked over and he seen flowers go back to the dust of the earth, Job 14. And a flower died. They had a regular procession for it. Frost hits it and kills the little fellow, bows its little head, the petals drop off, seed drops out.
Then they have a funeral procession in the sky. The clouds come over in the fall of the year, and rain down the teardrops that buries the little seed. It lays beneath the ground. The frost gets into the ground freezes several inches deep. Through the run of the winter, the little seed swells, freezes, bursts open; the pulp runs out.
When spring comes along, the petal's gone; the leaf's gone; the stalk's gone; the seed's gone; the pulp's gone. Everything that can be seen of the little seed is gone. The flower is finished, as far as man is concerned. But just let the warm sunshine rise over the little eastern horizon, begin to bathe the ground. Somewhere hid in that dust is a germ of life. That little flower will live again. And if God made a way for a flower to live again, what about a man that's made in his own image?


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