<TITLE>15. Par 54-57</TITLE>L-54 And just then they brought an old woman in, some ushers was half packing her; they set her back about five or six rows. This was at Houston, Texas, the night before--a few nights before this big picture was taken there in the big Sam Houston Coliseum. And the ushers had got her up, and some young man had give her a seat. And they set her down, and the poor old thing was so crippled. And the blessing that should've went to this woman, there stood that Light over the woman, circling around, the old woman. I looked at her; I said, "Sister, you are a believer?"
"Yes."
I said, "They just brought you here by plane; you come from Ohio."
She said, "That's right." She said, "That's right."
And I said, "Because you've been following several meetings trying to get in and never have been able to arrive at the time."
Said, "That's right."
I said, "Jesus has healed you; stand up, throw away your crutches."
And that woman who could hardly move, threw her crutches and run around the building just as hard as she could run, screaming and shouting. See? It was her faith. See? No matter. See? This woman didn't have faith, that woman had faith. Visions are coming by your faith and God's will.

L-55 Now, if I got time, I'd just like to tell you a little story that happened recently. How many times could I've... have--thousands of cases of--of visions. And let--let me quote this to you as quickly as--as I can.
I was on my road to--down to meet Brother Bosworth, down in Florida. And I saw a vision of a little boy being killed. He had little short pants on like, brethren, we wore when we were little boys, long, rib stockings, had a little, what we call, a crock haircut, little brown eyes. He had been killed in an automobile accident; his tongue was out; his eyes was looked back, and he was--was laying out on the side of a road. And there was great evergreen tree standing, and rocks was all lapped around.
And I went down there and stood on the platform and predicted, and I said, "Mr. Lindsay, the "Voice of Healing" will pack this article. I seen this child be killed, and I'll find him somewhere. It's THUS SAITH THE LORD." I said, "Write it on the flyleaf of your Bible." And if you just notice in my Bible the flyleaves are wrote up of visions and things that will come to pass. There's never been one fail. But this last one here, it's just now happening. It can't fail. God has no failure. See? If it was me, it would fail every time; if it's Him, it can't fail.

L-56 Now, notice, two nights after that, a frantic father standing out there where they knowed they brought me in, ushers a standing there to help me get to this tent... And the ushers come to me, said, "We're just having to hold a father off over there."
And I said, "Why?"
Said, "His little boy got drowned this morning in an irrigation ditch, and he won't even let the undertakers take that baby." And said, "It's laying out there on a bank."

L-57 And of course, no one knows just where I stay. 'Cause I'm not an isolationist; I love people. I love to meet people; I'd like to go home with every one of you and see how good you could cook corn pone and black-eyed peas. I love them. But I--I can't be the servant of God and the servant of man. I--I got to keep myself away on account of these things, to be alert, and when you come to the service, be ready. Whatever the Father wants you to do, go do it. I stopped meetings where thousands were setting, walked right out to follow the leading of the Holy Spirit. Never one time has it failed.
So this father--I said, "Well, I'll go take a look at the child." They take me back. No, it wasn't the child. The boy's black-headed, well dressed, little bitty fellow about five years old; this boy's about eight or ten. I said, "No, it isn't the--it isn't the child, sir. Sorry, but it isn't." I offered prayer for the father when he was weeping so hard over his little boy, went on.


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