<TITLE>02. Par 5-6</TITLE>L-5 Here not long ago I thought, "Say, there's something wrong with me. I can't wear a green glass or a brown glass." Never could: make me sick at my stomach. So I said, "There's something wrong." I called up Dr. Adair, and I said, "Doc, what color... Could you examine my eyes, and tell me what color glasses I have to have?"
He said, "Me, I might tell you what." Said, "I tell you; I'll just send you to--over to Louisville to some specialist there on that."
"Well," I said, "I don't want no eye examination." I said, "Now, I got good eyes. I can't stand to see a hair laying there on the floor."
He said, "But better give you and examination anyhow, and he will tell you what color you have to have."
So I went over there. And come to find out, he was a Christian brother, wanted to go back to Africa with me and do some operations. Said, "Now, them natives are very odd. See? So they won't let no knife come along. But they love you. And I want to give six months of free service to taking cataracts and things like that, to the natives." And he said, "When you go over," said, "I'd like to give six months of my life to the Lord's service."
I said, "Doc, do you believe in Divine healing?"
He said, "Every word of it." And he give me a testimony about one time when he was a throat and eye specialist... He said they called him. A little baby had swallowed one of those whistles, and got it caught in his throat. Said, "I went there, and the baby was just going away."
They run it to the hospital. And there's nothing you could do. Said, "I didn't know what to do." So he said, "I just like stepped out in the room, and I said, "Dear Heavenly Father, help me to know, somehow, what to do for that poor baby that's dying, and I can't get nothing around to jerk it. And I don't know what to do." And said, "The baby went [Brother Branham coughs--Ed.], and the whistle flew out on the floor. He said, "How could I keep from believing?" Prayer changes things. That's right.

L-6 So he told me... We set there and talked a little while. And he had that little dark room, and he had the little thing come on there, and I seen a little red light. He said, "Can you read that? I see it said 20/20."
I said, "Yes, sir." I could read it, either way, 20/20. Then he put fifteen-fifteen; I'd read it. And ten-ten, I could read it.
He said, "Well, there's not too much wrong with your eyes." then he put a little telescope out here with a... Said, "Read that for me."
And I noticed it. I could read it fine. He kept getting closer, closer. I begin to slow up on my reading. When he got about like this, I quit.
He said, "I'll tell you before I ask you. You're past forty."
I said, "Yep. That's right. I said, "I'm forty-five."
And he said--he said, "Well, when a man passes forty," said, "I don't see how you got by with it this long." Just like your hair gets gray, your skin gets wrinkled, hairs come in your ears, and so forth." Mr. Egan can tell you that as a barber. "And when you pass forty years old," said, "your eyeballs gets flat, and it won't dilate." Said, "I'll tell you how to do it." Said, "Now, you squint your eyes real close together and read that." Well, Brother, I could read it if it was that close to me, squinting my eyes. I put my hands like that, and make a little telescope like, you could read it. It isn't nothing wrong with your eyes, it's just the nature. Forty years old people has to wear reading glass.
And so he wanted to make me some. And well, He did. But I---I never did like the things. You see? And I--I always never think about them. And I read sometime, and...


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