<TITLE>28. Par 220-228</TITLE>L-220 Ever was a man that ever represented Pentecost and was a true apostle, it was F. F. Bosworth, clean, straight, real Gospel (See?), it was Bosworth. And when I held him in my arms, and I screamed, "My father, my father, the chariots of Israel and the horsemen thereof."
He said, "Son, stay on the field." Said, "Beat some of these young fellows to the foreign fields if you can. Before they get a lot of fanaticism over there, take them that real Gospel that you've got." See? He said, "Your ministry hasn't began yet to what it will." Said, "You're a brand new Branham." Said, "You're young, son."
I said, "Brother Bosworth, I'm forty-eight years old."
He said, "You haven't started yet." He said, "Don't let these young Pentecostal preachers get over there with a lot of nonsense, and poison the thing up, and get all the--the diplomats, and all the country against It before you get there." Said, "Move on, Brother Branham, go on with the Gospel that you got." He said, "I--I believe that you are an apostle, or a prophet of the Lord our God."

L-223 I looked at him, I hugged him in my arms. I said, "Brother Bosworth, I want to ask you a question. What was the happiest time of your--moment of your--all your years that you preached?"
He said, "Right now, Brother Branham."
I said, "Do you know you're dying."
He said, "I cannot die."
I said, "What--why would you say this is your happiest time?"
There was a little door. He said, "I'm laying here with my face turned towards that door. Most any minute, the One that I've loved, and One that I preached for and stood for all these, my life, He will come to that door for me, and I'll go with Him." I looked at him, I thought I--I was looking the same as I would be to Abraham, Isaac, or Jacob.
I took his hand, I said, "Brother Bosworth, we both believe the same God; we believe the same thing. By the grace of God I'll preach until the last breath leaves my body. I'll stay true to God as I know how to stay. I'll not compromise with the Gospel on any side or any place. I'll stay as true as I know to stay. Brother Bosworth, I'll meet you in a better land where you'll not be young--or not be old any more, but young."
He said, "You'll be there, Brother Branham; don't you worry."

L-227 A hour before, two hours before he died, about two months later, I thought he was dying then; my wife come in and seen him (he always thought so much of her), and then Mrs. Bosworth. And about two hours... He'd been laying, sleeping. He raised up; he looked, and he jumped up from his bed. He said, "Mother, well, I haven't seen you for years. Dad, Brother Jim, why," said, "let's see, you was one of my converts to the Lord at Joliet, Illinois." He'd been dead for fifty years. See? "Yes." He said, "Here's Sister So-and-so. Yes, I led you to the Lord at--at the Winnipeg meeting. Yeah. Why, here's Sister So-and-so. I haven't seen you... Yeah, see, you come to the Lord at so-and-so." And for two straight hours he shook hands with ones that he'd led to the Lord, walked right back to his place, and laid down, crossed his hands, and that was it. Did Brother F. F. Bosworth enter that land that Jesus let me view the other night? If it is, he's there a young man tonight. God rest his soul. And may I ever live so faithful that I'll enter that land. And may I be so true a--a servant to Christ...

L-228 I'm ashamed of my life. I'm ashamed, but I--I--I... If I've sinned before you people, you--you owe it to me to come, tell me. See? I tried to live upright in everything that God lets me do by His grace. See, see? But look, friends, you owe it to me if you know anything that's wrong with my life, come tell me so. And look, I owe it to you to stand here and preach you the true Gospel. I owe it to you, because I'm expecting to see each one of your faces, young men and women, just across that bar over yonder that's just one breath between where you are now and there. Now, that's right. It's there.


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