<TITLE>07. Par 24-27</TITLE>L-24 Let's just break down a little further. How many ever read my book, I believe it was wrote by Gordon Lindsay, called, "Man Sent From God"? Many of you. Did you ever read of that case when I was up at Portland, Oregon, and there was a maniac run out to the platform that night to kill me? You read that? About one third of you. I'll just give you the story. There's something that happens. I wish it would always happen. But it doesn't.
I was preaching, six thousand people inside, and I don't know how many outside, the rain pouring. Oral Roberts, none of the rest of them had come on the scene in them days. And I was... The tinsel on the meeting, certainly. And while I was speaking, faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen, there was about couple of hundred preachers setting behind me. And all of a sudden, down through that building come a great big man, thick, about six foot two, weighing about two-forty, two-fifty, gray suit on, going like this, just real hard. I thought he must be bringing a message for someone.

L-25 And when he'd got near the platform, all those preachers realized who he was, and they took a run as hard as they could go. He has a maniac out of an insane institution. And he run to the platform. And he started walking up towards me. And he said... I weighed one hundred and twenty-eight pounds at the time. And he said, "You snake in the grass. You hypocrite. Here imposing yourself as a servant of God. I'm going to break every bone in your body tonight. And I'll show this people if you're nothing but a big liar."
I turned and looked at him. Ordinarily I'd been scared to death. But instead of that, something happened. Oh, I wished it would always happen. Instead of despising that man, I loved him. Something has to do it. I begged God, let me get in that state and stay there forever.

L-26 But I loved the man. I thought, "Poor fellow. He wouldn't want to hurt me. He's out of his mind. Why, he's probably got a family somewhere." And as he started towards me... Just before coming in the meeting, I led two little policemen to Christ back in the dressing room. They rushed out to get him. Now, ask the police force. Many people has called. That's authentic. We have to be before it's put in the magazine.
So he... The police rushed out to get him. I said, "No, don't. Leave him alone. This is a fle--not a flesh and blood; this is a spiritual affair." They just took their hats off and walked back.
He walked up towards me. He said, "Tonight, I'm going to break ever bone in your body."
I had to look up to see him. I thought, "Poor fellow." Never said a word. He went... [Brother Branham makes a spitting noise--Ed.] Spit right in my face; it flew all over me. I thought, "Poor fellow. He don't mean to do that. He's out of his mind."

L-27 And he said, "Tonight, I am going to knock you way out in the middle of that audience." He was well able to do it, great big arms. And I never said a word. I knowed better than to say anything. I just stood still. The audience was hushed. I just looking at him. He walked up to me, and he drew his great big arm back, and started to raise back, and I heard myself speaking to him. And It said, "Because you have challenged the Spirit of God, tonight you'll fall over my feet."
He said, "Fall over your feet? You low-down hypocrite." He said, "I'll show you whose feet I'll fall over." And he drew his big fist back to strike me.
I said, "Satan, come out of the man."
And he threw his hands up in the air, paralyzed him. Went, "Ah, ah." Turned around two or three times and fell across my feet, till the policemen had to roll him off of my feet. What was it? Strength? It was love that did it.


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