<TITLE>08. Par 68-76</TITLE>L-68 I suppose then, next coming to meet me will be Edward, who we called "Humpy," for a short name. He was the first of the big nine link chain, chain of the Branham family. He was the first link to break, the one next to me. I'll see Edward come running to me; yet he died as a boy, nineteen years old. And when I take him by his hand, I'm sure we'll have lots of things to talk about, of boyhood, 'cause we were chums. We stuck together. He let me wear his suit and--and--and things like real brothers did. It'll be a pleasure to see him again.
And I'll hear him say something like this, "Did you get my word, Bill? You were working on a cattle ranch at the time of my going from the earth. But in the hospital I sent word back, 'Tell Bill everything's all right.'"
I'll be glad to say, "Yes, I got your word out on the prairie."

L-70 Then, I suppose, next will come my dad. He was the next link to go. And no, I think Charles was the next link, a younger brother. He had a automobile accident when just a little boy. He always drug his right leg as he walked. But you know, when I see him, he won't be dragging that leg. It'll be all done away with, will stand in the splendor of a young man.
And he will say to me, something like this, as he smiles. He will say, "Yes, Bill, there's no accidents up here. And I remember the night before I was taken in the automobile accident, you talked to me, standing in the little archway of our little humble home," and I'm looking on the top of right now. "You talked to me about the Lord just a few hours before going. And you were in the pulpit preaching when I left."

L-73 Then will come dad. Oh, I can see him. Though he give me many hard whippings, just exactly what I needed, but I will see that shock of black, wavy hair, more brilliant than ever at that day. And he will look at me and say, "My boy, you know, daddy will never get up from the table here any more, hungry, to let his children eat, for here we have plenty. There is never a want here."
To see him when he would work, and at fifty or seventy-five cents a day, and then get up from the table so the children could eat, go back to work again... And he worked so hard till his shirt would sunburn to his back, and mom would cut it loose with a scissors.
I can hear him say something like this, "Bill, you remember that night you and Brother George come to pray for me when I was going? You know, I told mama that there were two white Angels standing at the bed, and a red angel at the foot. And the red angel was trying to get me, but the white Angel stood between. They finally packed me home."

L-76 Then, also, the next in the link to go, or did go, will come Howard. I'll see Howard; as we chummed together across the lands, everywhere, called to be a minister, great personality, but his associates kept him back... Last talk that I had with him he said, "When I go, Bill..."
I--I saw him going, by a vision about four years before he went, told him I seen Pop mark his grave and say that was the next.
And he said, "There's one thing I want you to do for me." He said, "I've muddled up my life. I've been married and everything. I--I don't know what's happened."
I said, "Do you believe Him, Howard?"
He said, "With all that's in me, I believe Him." And about two or three days before he left, he made his peace with God, with Brother Neville and them there. And he said, "There's one thing I want you to do. When I go, Bill, have them to sing for me, 'He'll Understand, And Say, "Well Done."'"
I believe, before I shake Howard's hand, I'll hear him stop and look at me, and say, "Bill, He understood."


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