<TITLE>09. Par 20-23</TITLE>L-20 Well, I got back there and I saw a vision that changed my picture my altogether. I seen a world a turning. And I noticed around it was a streak, like red, all around. And I wondered what it was. And as I drew close I seen myself as a boy. And when I would sin, well, then I seen Jesus standing in front, between me and God, and His Blood act as a bumper. Every time I'd do anything wrong, it would hit Him. And He'd say, "Father, forgive him; he don't know what he's doing." And I'd--I'd do something else, and then it was just like the bumper on a car to keep me. God can't stand sin. The day you sin you're gone. That's all. But the Blood of Jesus was protecting me, the wrath of God from me, and my sin would catch it. And He'd say, "Father, forgive him; he don't know what he's doing."
And I looked, and I said, "Lord, is--is my sins treating You like that?" And the Blood running down His face... I looked, crawled up a little closer. And I seen a Book there, and my name was at the top, all kinds of sin wrote on it. I said, "Will You forgive me?" He touched His side and wrote "Pardoned," throwed it over in the back, behind Him in the Sea of Forgetfulness. And I said, "Oh, how I appreciate You, Lord."
He said, "Now, I was willing to forgive you of your sins, but you want to condemn her for hers"

L-21 That made a different question to me then. When I come out of the vision, I walked over to her. The men had got up and went out. I said, "How do you do?" She looked around hiccupping, and smoking a cigarette (which I think is the lowest thing a woman can do). And so she was smoking a cigarette. She said, "Oh, hello."
I said, "Could I speak to you just a moment?"
She said, "I have company."
I said, "Not in that way... I'd just like to speak with you a minute."
She said, "Set down."
I said, "I'm a Gospel preacher, lady." She threw her cigarette down. And I said, "My name is Brother Branham."
She said, "You're not the man down here?"
I said, "Yes, ma'am." She said, "I'm sorry I'm in this shape."

L-22 And I told her just exactly the vision I'd had. I said, "The Blood of Jesus, sister, still atones for you. As long as you're mortal like this, you still have a chance to be saved." But I said, "When you go beyond that Blood, you're already judged." I said, "Won't you..."
She told me her story, and it was enough to grind the heart of a stone man, how that she once was raised in a Christian home, an old fashion Methodist parent who went to church and did what was right.
She married a husband; he started drinking. She had daughters, and they were even members of the church themselves. And how she'd took the road that was wrong. She said, "I've sinned away my day of grace."
I said, "Look, do you still have respect for the Lord Jesus?"
She said, "I do, sir."
I said, "Then He hasn't left you." I said, "No, He's still got mercy for you."
Said, "You think He'd receive me right like this?"
I said, "Yes, ma'am." I took her by the hand, knelt down there, that place, and brother, we broke that place up into a prayer meeting, when we led her to the Lord Jesus. Yes.

L-23 That's it. We're looking to see the people and how the Blood that crimson Blood, still around the world to protect whosoever will. You can get by now, because God can't see you; you're still under the Blood.
But whenever you try to leave... You don't know tonight you may have to take your journey away from this world. Then you go in the Presence of God, and you're already judged. 'Cause you're judged by the way you judged Him.
Now, the red, when God looks down through red, He doesn't see red, He sees white. "Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white like snow."


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