<TITLE>11. Par 42-45</TITLE>L-42 I said that not long ago and a woman said to me; she said, "Listen...?... Brother Branham." She met me in the back of the building. She said, "Listen, Brother Branham, I don't wear shorts."
Well, I said, "That's very good."
She said, "I do wear slacks."
I said, "That's worse." That's right.
The Bible said it's an abomination for a woman to put on a garment that pertains to a man. God don't change. He made a man to look like a man and a woman to look like a woman. But today men are so sissified, they don't know how to dress. That's right. And women, God's daughters, smoking cigarettes, the greatest sabotage that the world ever had.
I'm not afraid of Russia whipping America. America's whipping herself. It ain't the robin that pecks on the apple that hurts it; it's the worm at the core that kills the apple. That's what's the matter with the churches and the nation today. It's sin at the core. Away from God...

L-43 Some lady said to me; she said, "Brother Branham, they don't make any more clothes. We have to wear them kind of clothes."
"Sister, they still make goods, and they make sewing machines. There's no excuse for it at all."
What's the matter? It's an unclean spirit got on them. It used to be wrong for our Pentecostal women to cut their hair. Now, you hit something, didn't you? What happened? Some of them used to say they had headaches, a lot of headache.
You know, the Bible said if a woman cuts her hair, she dishonors her husband. A dishonorable woman's not right to live with her. I don't mean you're mean; but I mean that the devil and some sissified pulpits, that ought to be out yonder as a hog caller instead of a preacher, ought to get out and tell the truth about it so you'll know what's the truth. Is that right, brethren?

L-44 I used to have an old Methodist friend that used to sing a song:
 We let down the bars,
 We let down the bars;
 We compromised with sin.
 We let down the bars,
 The sheep got out;
 But how did the goats get in?
See? What's the trouble: they let down the bars, the old fashion standard of the Holy Ghost that leads the church and guides it into all truth. Now, that's the truth. That might be old fashion; it might hurt a little bit.

L-45 You know, when I was a little boy, there's one thing I can't stand yet, is castor oil. I--I can just smell it, and I'll be sick for a week.
When we was a little kids, Mama used to have to go down there where they'd--at the shop, butcher's shop, get meat skins. And she'd boil them, or broil them in an old dishpan and get the grease to make the--the hoecakes, we call them, corn cakes. And we'd have black-eyed peas, turnip greens, and it was pretty good eating.
And, but when we just have that dinner, breakfast, and supper, then it... We'd, every Saturday night, all of us little kids would have to take a bath. I remember Mom bring us in, have a big, old cedar tub. And they'd start with the baby got a bath first. And there was ten of us. I got the last one, in same water, just add a little more, warm it up. And then, all of us kids in school had to take a dose of castor oil.
Oh, when it come my time, I'd hold my nose. I'd say, "Mama, mama, please don't. Oh, it just--it just makes me so sick."
I remember that little old southern mammy of mine, she'd say, "But look, Billy, if it doesn't make you sick, it doesn't do you any good."


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