<TITLE>09. Par 29-30</TITLE>L-29 Notice him, when he went to go to Nineveh, there was no ship, so he took a ship to Tarshish. When he got on the sea, the sea got angry, because the preacher was backslidden. And they tied his feet and hands, and threw him out of the ship. And God had a big fish to swallow him.
Now, anyone knows that a fish prowls through the water till it finds it's food, then it goes to the bottom of the sea, or the lake, or wherever you're fishing, and puts it's little swimmers on the bottom and rests. Feed your goldfish and watch them. They'll go right to the bottom of the bowl, put their little fins down here and rest.
Now, this fish, God prepared him, and he prepared a preacher for his dinner. And he went up. And throwed him into the whale's mouth, and he went down to the bottom of the sea--with his hands behind him, tied--his feet tied.
I've often wondered, how that people in this day and time, would ever look at their symptoms and read that story. That's what's the matter, that people don't get healed. You go to looking at your symptoms. You can't look at your symptoms and be healed. You've got to look at the promise that God made.

L-30 Here, some time ago, I went to a--a place where a boy was dying. It's been about ten years ago. An old sainted man come to me, and he said, "Brother Branham, will you go to my son; he's dying with black diphtheria."
I said, "Yes, sir, as soon as the service is over, I'll go." And I went to the place where the young man was dying, and he'd been unconscious two days.
Why, the doctor wouldn't let me go in. He said, "Are you a married man?"
I said, "Yes, sir. I have a couple of children."
He said, "Well, I can't let you go in there; you'll carry that disease."
I said, "Doctor, if I can't trust God for that, I've got no business praying for that boy."
And he said, "I can't let you go in."
I said, "Let me go in, and then give him the communion or something." I said, "Are you Catholic?"
He said, "I am."
I said, "If a priest come here to give him the last rights, if he was Catholic, would let him in?"
He said, "That's different, the priest hasn't got children."
I said, "But I want to ask you something. This is just as sacred to us as that is to you." And I said, "Let me go in."
He said, "See to it. It's upon your own hands."
I said, "God will." And he dressed me up like a Ku Klux Klan.
And I went in there to--to see--see this boy, and he was unconscious. A little nurse, standing there, a very lovely, little lady, and I got down on one side. The child was unconscious. And the nurse said, "Mrs..."
The lady, said, "I..." I think the lady's here tonight. I--I want to let--get through this before I tell her, and then--who she is.
And I said... The nurse said to her, said, "Will you... You know that your son is dying? I think the little nurse just said that for my benefit.
And I said, "Well, if he is dying, God is a Saviour." And she just kinda turned her little painted-up lips, and looked sideways, and I said, "Let us pray." And the old father and mother got down on one side of the child; I said, "Lord God, the God, Who made heavens and earth, You said, 'Whatsoever things you desire, when you pray, believe that you receive them.' And it is also written, 'If thou shall say to this mountain, be moved, and don't doubt in your heart, but believe that what you say shall come to pass, you can have what you say.' That is Your Word, and that's what we're doing, Lord." And I say, "I lay hands upon this boy, and condemn this death in the Name of Jesus Christ." Raised up; the old father raised up, wiped the tears out from under his glasses, and he took mother in his arms, he said, "Mother, think of it; isn't it glorious? He's going to live now." The boy just as far gone, just barely breathing. And the nurse said...
"Oh, she said, "It's wonderful, Fred, it's wonderful. Said, "He's going to live now. Thank you, Lord."


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