<TITLE>03. Par 9-13</TITLE>L-9 O God, when these handkerchiefs reach their appointed destinations, may You look down, not as through the Pillar of Fire, but through the Blood of Jesus. And may every disease, Satan seeing this token of the people's faith, may he get scared and move back, and may they cross to that promise, the promise of good health which we're taught above all things that we wish that we would prosper in. Grant it, Lord. I send it for this purpose, thanking You for the confidence of the people that believe that--in the praying for the sick. May they have their desire through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Now, immediately after service you may send--come up and get them, or however they give them out.

L-10 Now, if you want one, we pray over... We send thousands of those monthly all over the world. And if you want one, just write to me at Jeffersonville, we'll send it to you, no obligation. Now, now as I say, I don't have any radio program, I... nothing. I--I--I have nothing to get your address; I have a hard time even getting people to answer letters that--get it back to you. But you're just as welcome as you could be. You'll never be plagued with mail. We don't have nothing to sponsor or anything. Just your prayers is all we desire, and it's just absolutely free. Send for it. You'll be more than welcome to have... If you don't need it, send and get it, keep it in the Book.

L-11 I had one here recently, a little child. Now this, I can't say; I wasn't there; I do not know. But they said a little boy got run over on the street. And a mother went in, she had a handkerchief I had prayed over and had been... Not because I prayed over it, because of her faith was in God. And the little boy had been laid in the grass flat, and the ambulance was coming after him, and he was, oh, said he was in a terrible conditions. And--and they were having the police keeping them back, and the little frantic mother screaming and carrying on. She run in the house real quick and got the handkerchief off of that Book of Acts 19, and brought it out, and laid it on the child, took her child by the hand and walked on back in the house with him 'fore the ambulance got there. Now, that's... Now, that was a faith, not my prayer, certainly not. But not me had... I had anything... It was the little mother's faith in God that did it. That's what does it. Always.

L-12 You know, sometimes we--we misjudge the common person and their prayer. Now, when I'm gone from here, don't--don't quit believing in healing; just keep on, believe that much more. You don't have to wait until I, or Brother Roberts, or some other one comes through. No, sir. You just call your pastor, and if--if your pastor ain't close, call your neighbor, a good Christian person, or anyone. Pray for one another. That's what the Bible says, "Prayer of faith shall save the sick."
Just reminded of a little incident, if you'll pardon me for taking these testimonies, but it comes in my mind and it seems like I should say it. I--I was in Meridian, Mississippi, and one night, been about two years ago, I suppose, there's something happened that always just reminded me of how--how--how God, with the sense of humor He has, and how simple He can make Himself to reveal Himself to the people.

L-13 There was a little mother walking around packing a little baby; and there was another little mother setting there, typical little Southern mother with a little gingham or calico, or ever what you call it, dress on. And she said, just a little housewife, but the Lord kept dealing with that woman, "Go, pray for that baby."
Why, she looked and the woman had a prayer card. "Oh," she said, "I, I'd be afraid to go pray for that baby, Brother Branham's going to pray for that baby tonight." Said, "The woman's got a prayer card." And said, "He... Why, I wouldn't do it."
And he turned... She turned around; the Lord said to her, just revealed to her heart, "Go, pray for that baby."


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