<TITLE>03. Par 9-11</TITLE>L-9 Poor thing, blue looking hair and was setting there, and little bitty sh--short cl--clothes on, that a man would have been ashamed to have on. And setting there... And she was drunk. And I looked around, and I thought, "Oh, mercy." I thought, "God, how can Your... How can You, being holy and righteous, ever look upon such as that? Looks like You'd just smite the thing off. Does my little Sarah and Rebekah have to be raised up such as that?"
And the two men excused themselves and walked away. They would be back in a few moments they said. And I was standing there looking at the woman, criticizing her with all that was in me, and thinking, "What a horrible thing."
But many times, we shouldn't do that. We don't know what's the inside story. And it happened to be, God taught me a lesson right there.

L-10 I just stepped back behind the door. Something said, "Move back." And when I--I knelt down to pray, I looked and saw a vision of the world turning like this, looked like a crimson spray around it. And I seen myself, as it was first, standing on the earth. And every time I would do something wrong, my sins would start up to God, but Jesus act as a bumper to keep me--my sins from getting to God. And every time I would do something wrong, then looked like that my sins would go towards God. And then Jesus would catch it, and I'd see the tears running off of His cheeks and blood down over His face, and He'd look up and say, "Father, he doesn't know what he's doing. Forgive him." And it--like that.
And I thought, "Is that my sins doing that?" And I went up close to Him; I looked, and there was a book laying open. And my sins were awful on it. And I said, "Dear Lord Jesus, You mean that my sins is what hurt Your sides, and made tears in Your eyes, and--and Blood in Your face?"
He said, "It is."
I said, "Please forgive me."
And He touched His side, wrote across the book, "Pardoned," throwed it over behind Him."
I said, "Oh, I'll ever be grateful to You."
And when He did, said, "I forgive you, but you want to condemn her." And when He did that, I was looking back at the woman again.

L-11 I walked over where she was. I said, "How do you do?" She was drinking quite extensively and I said... She looked up at me and she said, "Oh, how do you do?"
And I said, "Could I set down?"
She said, "I've got company."
And I said, "Not like that. I just want to tell you something." And I set down and told her... And I looked at her, and she was crying. And I said, "Aren't you ashamed?"
She said, "Who are you? Are you this minister down here in the armory?"
I said, "Yes, ma'am. Brother Branham."
She said, "I'm ashamed to face you, Brother Branham." She said, "My father was a Methodist minister. I've got a--two daughters. One of them is a real renown Christian. The other one's a Sunday school teacher." And she told me the story of a drunken husband, and what she started. She said, "There's no hopes for me."
I said, "If there's no hopes for you, why did God show me that vision?" And there, I took her by the hand, knelt down there beside of that booth, and led her to the Lord Jesus, right there in that room.
When I got up, the policeman was standing there, and that girl was standing back there, crying, and made a difference. You see, we must look at things the way they are. See? Now, we don't know what's behind the story.


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