<TITLE>01. Par 1-4</TITLE>56-0923, Spiritual Adoption, Branham Tabernacle, Jeffersonville, IN, 98 min
L-1 Thank you, Brother Neville. Good morning, friends. So happy to be here this morning and to have this introduction from the pastor. That was very fine.
Oh, you know, in speaking of the horses you know, putting the bridle on them and knowed the work was coming? Well, it's... I'm just glad the Lord makes us a workhorse so we can work in it. So we're never--never too tired to do something for the Lord if it falls our lot to do it. Although being very tired today...

L-2 I just had an awful time of it in the last few days. Going to California I had to go by chair car, and I tell you, talk about bumpity, bumpity all the way out there: Fifty-three hours to get there, and got there at two o'clock in the morning. At five I had to get up and go and preach a radio service. Then the Christian Business Men, I had to preach again for their international gathering. And then that afternoon I preached at some big Baptist tabernacle, and then they, that night and then just kept on speaking every few hours till we finally ended up Monday night at the Angelus Temple, and then caught a train at eleven, and was sixty-four hours getting home. So you can imagine getting in day before yesterday and just...

L-3 And yesterday my wife registered fifty some odd calls to come pray for the people, yesterday morning alone. See? Fifty some odd calls... 'Course all them wasn't local, they were--they were national calls, but just, "Would--could you come to Florida? Could you come over here? This is Louisville. This..." How you going to pick out of them fifty-three now, just for one morning? So you can imagine.
So yesterday afternoon I'm come to see among some of our dear beloved friends just what a devil sickness is. A young man that I used to know years ago was the very picture of health, athletical looking young man. And he's now about my age, and he'd pass for ninety. And he's laying dying in Henryville, a friend of my good brother here, Brother Neville, was Kermit Spurgeon. His father a Gospel preacher, and a school teacher, and a mighty fine man.

L-4 I walked into the home after Brother Neville had told me the boy was dying, and we had the grand privilege of leading him to the Lord Jesus yesterday for the salvation of his soul. And his wife and I have agreed together and prayed sincerely for him after a cancer has eaten him up from two hundred and something pounds down to, I doubt him weighing sixty. So we're believing and holding on that God will heal him. That we don't know what will take place, but one thing we know that he's passed from death unto Life. And I imagine what his poor old blind daddy thought when that message come to him after all the years of praying for him and after all... Bring up a child in the way it should go. See? And I know he had the right example before him.
Moving from there down into New Albany to Mrs. Slaughter that lived out here, and doctors had give her till six o'clock to live. So it was very, very pathetic. And the waiting on and...


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