<TITLE>05. Par 18-21</TITLE>L-18 You know, when we were little kids down here in the state of Kentucky, we had a old clapboard house, had clapboard shingles on it, and had to take a piece of canvas and lay it over our face to keep the snow out of our eyes. And we little bunch of Branhams, like a little bunch of opossums, about six or eight in the same bed, and we would catch bad colds.
And I don't know whether your baby ever had it or not, but our eyes used to "matter" mama'd call it, get stuck together, and when we'd wake up that morning we'd have to holler for mama. We couldn't see, because we'd had a bad cold.
And my grandpa was a coon hunter. He hunted raccoons. And he used to render out the grease and make a little kettle of coon grease. And every time we'd get sore eyes, or mattered eyes from a bad cold, mama would go get this coon grease and rub it in our eyes, so it would take the bad cold out and get the matter out of our eyes.

L-19 That coon grease might work all right for a natural bad cold, but it won't work for this bad cold, of some of these drafts that the church has got into. You'll have to get God's Holy Spirit eyesalve to anoint the eyes of His church, and get all of the cold out of your eyes. We've had some drafts in the church lately, gives you a bad cold and your eyes get stopped up.
You know, those who say the days of miracles is past, and all them cold spells that goes through the church, get your preacher out of cemetery, or seminary, excuse me. I told you I was hoarse to begin with. Well, it's all the same place. That's right.

L-20 If anything I ever felt sorry for was a incubated chicken. You know you take a little chicken--the egg, and put it in a incubator, and you'll automatically hatch him out. And the poor little fellow don't know nothing but chirp.
That always would put me in mind of a seminary preacher, the way they turn them out by a big machine. And the little, old chicken can chirp, chirp, chirp, and ain't got no mammy to go to. That's just about the way with the--one of these incubator preachers, that knows nothing but theology...?... "We are Methodists, we are Baptists, we are so-and-so. Oh, what a disgrace.
But God said, "Counsel with Me, and I'll give you some eyesalve that'll open your eyes, and you can see that you're a miserable, wretched, blind, and naked, and don't know it." Till your eyes come open, you'll never realize it. You got to get your eyes open.

L-21 Now this is a standing picture. And in the midst of all of this condition, yet Jesus said,"I stand at the door and knock." Now, what does a man knock at another's door for? He's knocking, because he wants to gain entrance. He wants to speak with you. He wants to counsel with you, talk things over, or maybe do something for you, or ask something of you.
And down through the age there's been many great men stand at doors. For instance, what if in the days of Caesar--Caesar, Augustus Caesar. What if he would have went down to a peasant's house and knocked at the door [Brother Branham knocks on the pulpit--Ed.], and that peasant would have come to the door, of the poor man, and he'd seen that great Caesar standing at the door. He'd of fell on his face, and he'd have said, "Oh, great Caesar, come into my house. You have honored me. Come in. If there's anything here that you want, you can have it. Ask me anything to do, I'll do it, because you've honored me by coming and knocking at my door."


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