<TITLE>13. Par 42-43</TITLE>L-42 So then we find out, when we went in that night, about eleven o'clock, I throwed the lights; there laid the old mother opossum, stretched out.
Brother Wood said, "Well now, Brother Branham, you've hunted enough to know, and hunted opossums enough to know, when the sun went down, if there's any--if that opossum was ever going to raise, it would've raised then." And you know that too, you few people who know opossums. Said, "She'd a raised right then," but said, "she'll never raise no more. She's done."
I said, "I believe..." Dew kindly all over and them little opossums still nursing.
Sister Wood said, "Brother Branham, are you going to let that suffer like that?"
And I said, "I don't know, Sister Wood. I just can't kill it."
Billy come in, been fishing, somewhere and come in about one o'clock, throwed the light on the old opossum; there she lay.

L-43 All night I thought about that old opossum. Next morning I went out. I've got a little girl. She's ten years old, and she's just saw her first vision recently: a very spiritual child. And I found her going out on the porch with her little pajamas on about six-thirty in the morning. I went out there and looked over the side; laying there by the door, there laid the old opossum stretched out, them little ones still trying to nurse. Becky said, "Daddy, is she dead?"
And I said, "I don't know, honey."
She said, "Daddy, what are you going to do with that poor old mother opossum?"
And I said, "Honey, I don't know. You go on back to bed, sweetheart." I said, "It's too early for you to be out."
She said, "Daddy, I been thinking about that opossum all night."
I said, "So have I."
And she said, "Well, what are you going to do with it? You going let Brother Wood kill it?"
I said, "No, honey, I just can't do that." I said, "You run on back in the bed now."


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