<TITLE>08. Par 31-34</TITLE>L-31 Now, listen to this, the love of God. I thought I was going, walking along out West. I was dreaming, of course. And I thought I seen a--an old wagon with the wheel broke off, which meant my broken family. And I seen standing by the wheel, a beautiful girl, her--her pretty eyes. And I passed by her. And in the west of--of America, it's custom to tip your hat, women. And I said, "Good morning."
She said, "Hello, dad."
I turned, I said, "You called me your father."
She said, "You are."
Oh, I said, "You can't be, because you're as old as I am."
She said, "Father, up here, we don't grow. We're--we are immortal."
I said, "Who are you."
She said, "On earth--on earth I was your little Sharon Rose."
Oh, I said, "Surely not." She said, "Where's my brother, Billy Paul?"
I said, "I don't know."
She said, "Daddy, mother's waiting for you."
I said, "Mother? Where is mother?"
She said, "Up in your new home."
I said, "Home." Branhams don't have homes; we are--we are poor.
She said, "But, daddy, you got a home here."

L-32 So I turned, and there was a beautiful home. Christian, that's where my treasures is today. That's where my home is. That's what my hopes are. And I looked at that big, beautiful home. Our people are poor people. And I said, "We don't--I don't own that.
She said, "Yes, that's yours, and mama's waiting for you."
So I went up the road with my hands up, singing, "My Home Sweet Home." And here come my wife out, her beautiful, black hair, her black eyes. She reached out her arms to receive me, like she always did. And I run up, took her by the hand, kissed her on the back of the hand, and knelt down. I said, "Oh Hope, is that our little Sharon down there? What a beautiful girl she made."
And she put her arm around me. She said, "Billy, you are so tired." She said, "You have been preaching so hard and praying for the sick." And I had never prayed for the sick to that time. She--she said, "I..." Said, "I have watched you." And she said, "Won't you set down?"
And I said, "Yes."
And she looked--I looked around, and there was a big chair. And I looked at the chair, and she looked back to me. She said, "I know what you're thinking."

L-33 When we were married, we didn't have any furniture, but just a little bit. And we wanted to buy a chair. And we started making payments on the chair. Oh, I loved that chair. When I'd be so tired after preaching, I'd lay back in the chair. And I got so I couldn't make the payments then, and they come and got the chair. And we both just cried, because we couldn't pay for the chair.
But she looked at me; she said, "Billy, they'll never come, get that one." Said, "That one's already paid for." I know sometime...
A woman asked me the other day; she said, "Brother Branham, when do you ever get any rest?"
I said, "I don't." I said, "Sometime I'll get it though, when I cross the borders over on the other side. I got a home there. I got a wife there. And above all things, I got a Saviour there."

L-34 Someday when you people here in Switzerland hear that Brother Branham has gone home, don't weep; rejoice, for I've gone to a better home where I'll never get tired any more. I don't want to be a baby to be weeping. But if you only knew the story of the heartache, and all I've went through with to get this Gospel to the people, you'd understand why I'm weeping.
I want to see people saved. I've got critics. I--I don't... I love them anyhow. I--I want to see them saved too. I--I--I don't want... I--I've got to preach the Gospel.
Someday it's going to be over. I'm no boy no more; I'm forty-six. I don't know how much longer I got. But by God's help, I'll stand on His Word, and tell the truth, and preach the Gospel until Jesus shall come or death will set me free, then go home, a crown to wear, for there's a crown for you and me. Shall we pray.


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