<TITLE>08. Par 29-32</TITLE>L-29 So, I said, "Now, I must be cracking up. I'm losing my mind now, because I'm hearing that in my ears." And I said, "It can't be. I'm going right. I know I'm right. I'm too good a woodsman to be lost." I just kept going. I said, "I know directions, and I'm not lost."
Sometimes people like to kid themselves like that today by joining a church. Don't kid yourself. You better be lined up right. God is our refuge and strength, and a present help in the time of troubles.
And as I walked on, I thought, "Here, I know I'm going wrong, because I'm turning right back around this way again, and I realized that I was lost." Oh, that's a horrible feeling, to be lost. So I said, "I admit, Lord, that I'm no woodsman. I'll have to trust You." And I took my hat off, and knelt down on it. Set my rifle beside the tree. And I said, "Lord, I am lost. I'm not worthy to live. But she and Billy is worthy of living. I brought them into the woods. Not for my sake, Lord, but for their sake, direct me out of these woods, Lord. For I'm lost and I don't know where I am. And You're the only One can help me. This late November, this storm may last for days."

L-30 I got up, pulled my hat back out, put it on my head. I said, "Now, I know as a Christian; I'll follow this one direction. And I'll go on." And I started walking on. And I said, "Now, this is my idea. I'm going straight this a way. That's the way I feel to go." And as I started walking, all of a sudden, Something laid It's hands on me.
You may say, "Brother Branham, you just thought that."
No, I didn't. I felt It so much till I turned. And when I turned, It must have been God, for the fog cleared away far enough for me to see I was going directly from Hurricane Mountain; I saw the tower behind me where the ranger stayed. But he wasn't there in that time of year. I was going straight into Canada.

L-31 Oh, I turned quickly towards the direction that I seen the tower in. I knowed I couldn't move. I had to go over cliffs and everything to get to it. But at least six or seven miles in that storm, what could've pulled back that fog but the hand of God? If anyone was ever in a storm in the mountains, why, it's so thick you can hardly sometimes see your hands before you. And for miles, it cleared back just for a spare of a moment. And I'd had my back turned to it, but Something laid Their hands on me, and caused me to turn to see what It was. He's a very present help in a time of trouble.
When I got my bearings, I took off my hat, and I said, "God, I've served You some ten years or better now. I'll serve You till I die. Direct me, O Lord to that tower." And I had to keep my course.
And that's the way it is. When God saves you, you've got to keep your course towards Calvary. Don't you turn right or left.

L-32 I seen on top of that mountain, there was that little ranger's cabin where... And I knowed if I got to that, there's a telephone line run all the way down about six miles down the mountain until it got to the little lean-to right where we were at, 'cause the cabin was close to the lean-to. It wasn't open yet. He was coming up later to hunt with me.
Well, I... Over the hills, up over shale rock, sliding, cutting myself. It got dark, 'cause I'd been walking around. It was about nearly four thirty that afternoon then. And it got dark, and I couldn't see no more. Storm twisting and blowing, and animals a running.


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