<TITLE>03. Par 8-11</TITLE>L-8 Here, not long ago, I was in New York City with Dr. Berg. He's a pastor of the Bethel Tabernacle. And they have some missions down on the Bowery, and I always wanted to visit the Bowery. I went down on the street with him, and oh, it was as I used to hear as a little boy (a song), "It's a picture of life's other side." Someone who's fell by the way, a soul that's gone out with the tide that might have been happy someday...
There were men laying all under that great trestle, some of them perfectly helpless, laying on the street in the--oh, an awful, impure condition. Chinatown, just below it, where they buy their dope... And I said to Dr. Berg, I said, "Perhaps these men come from real bad homes and never had a chance."
He said, "Very surprising, Brother Branham; those men, many of them are great men." And he said, "Here, that fellow laying over there," said, "I know him." Said, "Let's see if we can wake him up."

L-9 And I went over and shook him. And his whiskers, gray all over his face, and--and the stuff running from his mouth, and his shirt dirty, and he almost smelt like a pig pen... I thought, "It might be somebody's daddy, some poor soul that's fell by the way."
And I said, "What is your name?" And he wanted me to give him money for a drink."
"Oh," I said, "I couldn't do that, sir. I'm a minister, and I--I just couldn't give you money to drink. I'll buy you something to eat." I said, "Tell me, how did it ever happen? Was you always in this condition?"
"No, sir." And he begin to talk to me. And he said, "And you're a minister?"
I said, "Yes, sir."
He said, "Help me up."
And I'd put my arm around him and tried to stand him up. He was too helpless; he just--just kindly squatted down on the street and then fell over. And I stooped down, lean him over on my shoulder.
He said, "Mister, you don't want to believe my story, I suppose," but said, "not no more than five city blocks from here, I was a president of that bank."
I said, "Sir, is that true?"
He said, "Ask them."
And I said, "What happened?"
He said, "I come home one day, where I had a lovely family," but said, "I found a 'Dear John' letter laying on the table." He said, "I loved her so much I couldn't forget her, and from that time..." There you are. "From that time," something marks it.

L-10 You can ask the drunk, the alcoholic, "When did you start drinking?"
"Oh, I never drank in my life until one night I was out with a bunch of fellows in a little celebration, and I take my first drink, and from that time..." That's the way it goes, starts at a time.
Here some time ago, in--we had the world war, the First World War. After that war was over, they formed what was called the League of Nations. Why, I was just a little boy, but I remember hearing ministers say, "We'll never have war no more, because we set a time that we're going to police the whole world with the League of Nations. But it didn't work.
They got the U.N. now, but it do--it isn't working even now. It won't work. People try to do something, and...

L-11 Like--talked to a lady, here, not long ago, trying to renite-- unite her home together again. I said, "Bring your husband and come and see me." She said, "I can't do it, Brother Branham."
I said, "Why can't you do it?"
She said, "I just don't want to face it again. Will you go and talk to him and see if he will take me back?"
I said, "What's so bad?"
Said, "Brother Branham, John and I were married. I was as virtue a--virtuous as a woman could be." And said, "We moved into a neighborhood, and we went to church and did what was right. But one day a tall, dark, handsome salesman knocked at my door, and I invited him in. And from that time..." Every new year," she says, "I've tried to straighten up and start back again."


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