<TITLE>15. Par 45-47</TITLE>L-45 Brother, I've been in king's palaces. I've been in the richest homes there is in the world. I've been in some that's multimillionaires worth twenty--as much as twenty-eight million dollars. I've walked on their rugs, when it was chenille from one side to the other, when I could lay down and sleep easy on the doormat in the lovely homes, but there wasn't even a rug on the floor, and a little old poster iron bed setting there...?... little old blanket pulled up over this boy and a sign on the door "God Bless Our Home." I knowed I was in the presence of a Christian home. I knowed I was somewhere where a call was made, not no pinups on the wall, not no vulgar pictures, but the Bible laying open on the little old marble top table laying there. And a big boy laying there in the bed, covers in his hand going, "Ummmmm, Ummmmm. [Brother Branham illustrates--Ed.]"
I thought, "Oh, my." Felt of his feet; it was sticky and cold. Death was on the boy.
And he kept saying, "Oh, so dark. It's so dark."
And I said, "What's he talking about?"
She said, "Parson," said, "him been thinking for a lot of the...?... days now, that he is out on a big sea, lost." Said, "He don't know where he's going." And said, "I was hurting in my heart." Said, "He's going away, and he's lost out on the sea, and he don't know where he's going." Said, "Parson, I've prayed. I've done everything, I've done everything. I don't want him lost, parson. And said, "Last night I was praying."

L-46 I said, "Auntie, what's wrong with the boy?"
She said, "It's a venereal disease. The doctor man done said he is dying, nothing more can be done." And said. "He unconscious. He's been lost on the sea for two days." She said, "Will you pray for him?
I said, "Auntie, my name is Branham. Did you ever hear of me?"
She said, "No, sir. I don't believe I ever did, parson."
I said, "Well, I'm going to tell you a story." I said, "My ministry is praying for the sick."
She said, "It is?"
I said, "Yes," and I said... Told her about the plane coming down and everything.
And she said, "Is that the truth, parson?"
I said, "Yes."
She said, "Well, I knowed He wouldn't let me down."
I said, "You offer prayer, auntie." And she got down there, and you talk about a prayer. Oh, brother, how that old saint could get a hold of God, and there she prayed till the tears rolled out of her eyes.
I looked up and he still going, "Ummm."
And I said, "Now, auntie, I'll pray. You enter along with me." I put my hands over on his feet; I said, "Heavenly Father, my plane's done gone as far as I know, and here this boy's mother was crying for her baby; and as far as I know this is where You led me to. I pray that You'll be merciful to him."

L-47 And just about that time I heard him say, "Mammy. Oh, mammy."
She raised up and wiped the tears out of her eyes. She said, "Yes, honey. Mommy's baby feeling better?" Begin to pat him on the head...
He said, "Mama, it's getting light in the room. It's getting light in the room." Sovereign love, and Divine love had been projected to the heart of God. Sovereign grace had to answer in its place.
I think that the poor mother a holding on with her prayers to God, and all of this, and then what happened? God in His grace, God in His mercy would bring an airplane out of the sky and hold it on the ground. The anchor of a heart of a poor ignorant colored woman. When Divine love has been projected, no matter how poor she was, how black she was, how yellow she was...?... she was. When Divine grace is projected, sovereign grace has to take its place. And that love of that old mother there how she cried.


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