<TITLE>09. Par 30-32</TITLE>L-30 And when I walked in that morning, with a little old screen running across and a plow point hanging down, walked into the room... I've been in king's palaces, I've been in some loveliest homes that America has, but I've never felt any more welcome in my life then I did when I walked in that little old colored house that morning. The first thing met me on the wall, was not a pin-up of some sort, but was a motto, "God Bless Our Home." Throw rug on the floor and a little old iron poster bed, but it was home, and Christ was there.
I looked on the bed, and a great big, fine looking colored boy of about twenty years old, maybe not that old, say eighteen, sixteen. He had his blanket in a hand, was going "Ummm, ummm."
I said, "How long he's been doing that?"
Said, "All night, parson."
I said, "Lady, my name is Branham, did you ever hear of me?"
She said, "No, sir, parson, I never did."
I said, "My ministry is preaching the Gospel and praying for the sick."
She said, "I've never heard of you, Parson Branham."
And I said, "I left the hotel; I'm almost two hours late now, for my plane." But I said, "The Holy Spirit told me to come back this a way."
She got that little old...?... "And He told me you were coming this a way." Grace, abundance of grace.

L-31 Then I said, "Well, shall we pray?" And he said, I said, "What's he saying?"
Said, "He's mumbling. He thinks he's out on a great big dark sea, and he's lost."
I looked at him a minute. He said, "Oh, it's so dark; it's so dark; it's so dark. Oh, I don't know where I'm going." Pulling, like he was pulling oars in a boat.
And so I said, "Shall we pray auntie?"
She said, "Yes, parson."
I said, "You lead us in prayer, auntie."
When that little old godly, saintly woman knelt on her knees, she prayed a prayer that would shake the heart of an Archangel. As she prayed to God, she said, "Now, Lord, I don't know what the next move is, but I know You on the job." That's it.
And when she got through praying I was just weeping. I took a hold of the boy's feet, he's--look like he was dying, he's getting cold. The doctor said, "Full of puss; you know he's so running, a big hole in his heart. He got it too late." They give him...?... everything else couldn't stop it--too far gone.

L-32 So I said, "Heavenly Father," she asked me to pray, I said, "I don't understand this, here I've missed my plane, and You have me to walk down this a way. And now this is the only thing you... seemingly, that You're here. Now, Lord, hear the prayer of this poor old sainted mother."
And while I was praying, I heard him say, "Mama, oh, mama." What was it? Grace was taking a hold. Said, "Mama..."
She raised up; she begin smiling, wiping her great big fat cheeks; she said, "Yes, honey." Said, "This is your mammy."
He said, "Mama, it's getting light in the room." That old ship of Zion, the grace of God, had picked him up, calmed the sea. What was it?


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