<TITLE>04. Par 13-15</TITLE>L-13 To you who are keeping record of the text that we read, I would ask you tonight to turn to the 4th chapter of Saint Matthew's Gospel, the 4th chapter, and we will read the 16th and 17th verse for a--a reading:
 And the--the people which sat in darkness saw great light; and to them that sat in the regions of the shadows of death light is sprung up.
 From that time Jesus began to preach, and to say, Repent; for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.
May the Lord add His blessings to the reading of His Word.
Now, for a text, I wish to take the la--the first three words of the 17th verse: "From That Time." You know, there's... We as people tonight, can think back of certain times, certain things began. There's no doubt in my mind, but what many people here, can recall certain time that something happened. And you say, "And from that time, things was changed."
Like a child, he can say that I was a good child, a good, obedient boy or girl. And one day I met up with a companion, and they persuaded me to--to do a certain thing, and from that time it started. How many times can we think of things like that, that's happened in our life? And we mark it from that time.

L-14 Then we can think of the immoral woman. She might say, "As a girl, I was raised in a Christian home. I was brought up with good parent and good Christian teaching. And I was married to a fine Christian boy, and our home was beautiful. And we had two little children or so. And one day I was down in the city, and I run into a girlfriend that I used to live in the neighborhood with her, and she persuaded me on a date. And from that time, my home has never been the same."
It could be also that the drunk, the alcoholic, might say, "I was raised in a home that did not believe in drinking alcoholic beverages. And I never drink in my life, until one day such-and-such a thing happened, and from that time..."

L-15 Here a few years ago, I was on my road to South Africa. And I had to stay over two or three days in New York, because I thought I could get by without having the yellow fever shot, but they just wouldn't let me board the plane. And I had to take the shot, and wait for so many days, and I had a meeting. And there was a minister, Brother Byrd, an outstanding, noted Full Gospel minister of New York, which is--was a chaplain in the last war. And they have missions down on the Bowery. And he said to me, "Brother Branham, how would you like to go with me tomorrow down on the Bowery?" That's what we--just like skid row in Chicago.
And I said, "Brother Byrd, I'd be happy to go with you to the Bowery."
And we went down there, and my heart ached when I seen men laying on the streets that was in such a terrible condition, laying up against an automobile, and their clothes all soiled from the waist down, and--and not even knowing what they were doing. And some laying back in the alleys and across each other, just at the end of the road.
We went into a mission, which the church sponsored, and the pastor, after meeting him, he said, "We've taken one hundred and eighty corpse from this building in a year of those alcoholics that came into this mission and died here, while service is going on, or during the night: a hundred and eighty.
And then, I went out on the street, and I thought, "Isn't there something can be done about it?" And as we walked, I said, "Brother Byrd, I suppose all these men here was raised up in the slums and never had a chance."
"Oh," he said, "you'd be surprised, Brother Branham. You should talk to some of them."
And I said, "I would like to."
He said, "If we can find one that's not so far gone, that we could speak to him, I'd like for you to talk."
I said, "All right."


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