<TITLE>08. Par 28-31</TITLE>L-28 And he said, "I have tried to live right, and you know, Lord, I love You. Now, if You are ready for me to come home, I'm willing. I've lived a good many days, and I'm willing to come. But Lord, if You can use me, well, I'm willing. "He said, "I have stood before Your servant Oral Roberts and the William Branham, and it seems like that their prayers did not take affect to heal me." And said, "Maybe it's something that I have done, but surely, You would've revealed it when I stood there before the discernment." He said, "But if it's my time to come, I'm ready to go. And I love You, so I'm going to the operating room, the only chance that I have."
And the doctors checked him again, and said, "Mr. Krause, are you sure that you want to take it?"
He said, "I have prayed up, and I'm sure I want to take it."

L-29 So in the operating room they went, and the last thing he said he remembered was saying, "Lord, if Thou art ready for me, I love You, Lord. I love You, Lord." And they put him to sleep. And when he come to, the whole room begin to turn light. And he seen the doctors standing around. And they run to him, and they said, "Mr. Krause, something has happened. We never seen an operation so perfect. And we thought you were going to die, but all of a sudden you were at normal."
What was it? When Divine love has been projected, sovereign grace come in to take its place. It has to. It must do it.

L-30 A few months ago, down in old Mexico, I was having a meeting. And one day... This I could not say is true. The only thing that I know is what I'm going to say. There had been a little baby that had been rejected by the doctor, to die the day before.
It was raining. They wasn't setting in seats like you. They were standing like sheep in a pasture, against each other, coming at nine o'clock that morning to hear me preach at nine that night. Standing in the hot sun, crippled, afflicted... And as I walked in... The night before the Lord had did some great miracle, and piled on the platform in that big arena, was piles of old dirty clothes, piled that high, for me to pray over, old hats, shawls. My heart was burning. And it was raining outside. We was all outside in the open air.

L-31 And then, a little mother was screaming when I called for the prayer line. And Billy come to me, and he said, "Daddy, you're going to have to do something." Said, "A mother's baby died at three o'clock this afternoon. She's a little Catholic woman. And her baby is dead, and she's got it covered up." And said, "When Brother Espinosa's gave out the prayer cards, she didn't get one. But there isn't enough ushers to hold the woman from the platform any longer. She's got that baby, and she's screaming to the top of her voice, 'Padre, padre.' (Which means 'father.')"
And I looked down through the long streak of life, and that little woman, frantically, a beautiful little lady, with the tears streaming down her cheeks, and a wad in her arms, screaming to the top of her voice. And I said to Brother Moore, standing on the platform, one of the managers, I said, "Go down and pray for the baby, and maybe that'll console her." And the little mother's love for that baby...


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