<TITLE>06. Par 22-24</TITLE>L-22 And God bless that man in that college the other week, made that bunch of hoodlums straight up. He said, "You'll either wear different clothes or get out of this school." If more men had more American spirit and backbone like that, we'd have better schools and less juvenile delinquency, stabbings on the street and things.
And here they was setting back there, and the little teen-age girl, and her skirts hanging down, and them boys with their arms around her hips and things. I thought, "Oh mercy, let me get out of here."
And as I turned to look, there was an old grandma, would have been sixty-five easy, if not more; her skin was all wrinkled up. And she had on that manicure on her lips (or I--ever what you call the stuff, blue looking); and the little lady with here hair cut and all frizzled up, and a pair of these little old ungodly clothes on, setting with two old men. It was summertime, and one of them with a great long government overcoat on. And they excused themselves and went out. I thought, "God, how can You stand to look upon sin? If it would make me, a sinner saved by grace, feel like it, what it do to a holy God, look like, You'd just destroy the thing."

L-23 And as I looked at it, I stepped behind the door and started out, and a vision came before me. I seen the world, and around the world was a spray. And it looked red. And then all of a sudden, I seen a--through the vision, the Lord Jesus, and sins were catching against Him, and it was my sins. And it was beat her from one side to the other, like a bumper on a car. And every time I'd do something, it would strike Him. And He looked at me with weary looking eyes; I said, "My, God, have I caused that?" I looked. Laying there was my book open, my name at the top, all kinds of dark streaks in it. And I said, "Lord Jesus, forgive me."
And He touched His finger to His side, and wrote on it, "Pardoned," and threw it behind Him.
And I said, "Oh, Lord God, I really don't know what to say. I just love You for that."
He said, "Now, I forgive you your sins, but you want to blow her up."
And I seen the woman. I come from the vision; I walked over to her, and I said, "How do you do?"
And she said, "Howdy do." She was drinking, almost drunk.
And I said, "May I set down?"
She said, "Thank you, but I have company."
I said, "I didn't mean it that way." I said, "May I just speak to you a minute?"
She said, "You may."
I said, "I was standing there at that door, wanting to know why God didn't strike you dead." And wanted to know if my little Sarah and Rebekah, when they get to be women, if they'll be raised up under such stuff as that. And I told her about the vision.

L-24 She said, "I perceive that you're a minister."
I said, "I am." I said, "My name is Branham."
She said, "Oh, you're the Mister Branham down at the armory."
I said, "Yes ma'am." I said, "I'm sorry that I said that, or thought that in my heart."
And she started weeping, and then she caught me by the hand; she said, "Preacher, I'm going to tell you something. I was raised up in a Christian home, and my father was a Baptist preacher." And she told me about her marriage to a--a boy that drank, and she had two daughters then, that was married and had children. They were all Christians, but she took the road that's wrong, and she said, "I guess I'm finished."
I said, "No. As long as you've got life, you've got hope, because the Blood of the Lord Jesus has this world encircled, and God can't see your sins. But someday when your life passes beyond that circle of Blood, then you've already judged yourself."
And there on the floor in that little old place, I had the privilege of leading that precious soul to the Lord Jesus, sent her back home rejoicing.
Oh, the depths of the love of Eternal Life that God desires to give to His people. It was a changed life; she thought she was living over there, but she was dying. Now, she's living, and will live forever, because she has Eternal Life, from death unto Life.


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