<TITLE>09. Par 31-35</TITLE>L-31 I guess, here some time ago, a few weeks ago, I was wearing a pair of dark trousers, and I had on a pair of green socks, and a red tie. And my wife said to me, she said, "Billy, that don't match."
I said, "But it's clean." I don't care whether it matches or not. I don't care whether my socks match my trousers, or my trousers matches my coat: I want my experience to match God's Bible. That's the kind of a matching we ought to do.
But oh, that little life of pride. The preacher can preach against immorals as much as he wants to, and you'll let it run off of your back, like the duck's back and water running off of it. You just know so much that the Gospel can't penetrate any more. Talk about breaking down the middle walls of partition and the people coming together with one heart, cooperating, great meetings, and for the glory of God, just let a revival start: "That has nothing to do with our denomination." There you are. Oh, that little life of pride.

L-32 Then there's another door in there: selfishness, "what I can get out of it, me and my family. Oh, we couldn't join that little mission down there because that... Well, I... My social standing with the people, I've got a dry goods store in the city. I run a filling station. If they knowed I went to that mission..." Oh, my.
In my travels, I find the best spiritual meetings that I find, is in little bitty missions, where half a dozen people are seated together in heavenly places. Got the most the demons on the outside, shut in with Christ.

L-33 Then there's another door that I like to have Christ to knock at tonight. That's the door of faith. That's a real needy door. I want to toil just a little on that. You've come into the church. And perhaps you have accepted Christ as personal Saviour, but you just don't have any faith, you say. No wonder, you won't let Him take over. Oh, your pastor says the days of miracles is past. Then that blocks Christ from your door. The Bible said He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. And when Christ comes in, He wants to be ruler. He wants to be the Lord of your faith.
That's the reason people don't get healed. That's the reason they don't have the faith that brace out. They're stand back behind something: "Touch me," or "Do some little hocus-pocus over me."

L-34 Let me say this, my brother, any man, whoever he is or what church he belongs to, that tells you that he can heal you, is absolutely teaching something contrary to God's Bible.
Healing is a finished work: Christ did it on Calvary. And if He can only come into your heart and open your heart, you can see the finished work, it's finished when you accept it.
Salvation is the same. If there's power to heal men, there's power to save a man. Man's both saved and healed when Christ died at Calvary: "For He was wounded for our transgressions and with His stripes we were healed."

L-35 Therefore, that little door that's faith... "Oh, I'll--I'll give a try." Faith doesn't try. Oh, blessed be His Name. Faith knows where it's standing. Faith's got big muscles and a hairy chest. And when he raises up with his big muscles, everything contrary sets down. He lets out a scream, and it sounds like a panther screaming. And every jack rabbit takes to his den. Faith's the boss. All things are possible to them that believe: all things. "Well," you say, "I might ask God too much, Brother Branham." You can't ask Him enough. He loves to do it for you.
Could you imagine a little fish about a half inch long, out in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, saying, "Well, I better drink of this water sparingly; I might run out someday." That would be nonsense. And it would be more nonsense to think you could ever exhaust the Father's good will to do things for you.
Could you imagine a little mouse about so long, under the great garners of Egypt, saying, "Now, just a moment. There's only a four hundred and fifty billion tons in this garner, so maybe I better just eat one grain a day, 'cause I might run out before springtime."


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