<TITLE>12. Par 43-45</TITLE>L-43 Then like the young couple that gets married. Oh, they're as loving as they can be. The first thing you know, I'd go to this woman who had left her family, and I'd say, "Lady, what made you leave your family? You had a nice husband."
"Oh," she'd say to me; she'd say, "Brother Branham, I--I--I was as pure as the dew from heaven. I married my husband and came to him a virtuous woman. And he was a grand man; he worked and sweated and taken care of me, and the children was... My little chunky boy, when he was born, I can see hubby now with the little boy on his back--piggy backing riding up-and-down the floor. And oh, if I could only call back again."
I'd say, "Well, what happened?"
She'd say something like this. "Well, it was all right. And one day, a salesman knocked on the door with pretty wavy hair and big brown eyes, and from that time..." See? That's the way it starts; mark a time. That's just the starting of it. Don't you never think that sin lays in the street always in the gutter; sin's dressed up and beautiful. Certainly does. I've always said Satan wears a tuxedo suit, and a stove pipe hat, and carries a cane on his arm. Watch that slick greaser. That's exactly... Satan's no fool, you know. He--he--he knows how to dress up; he makes it a practice. See?

L-44 And then, it ain't always old Charley Barleycorn out there with his hat pulled down; sometimes that's a real honest heart. If he had a--a good start or something to help him along, he'd go right; but not always. I've seen many times, and I've walked with people as ragged as they can be; I look at them... (And I have a way by God to know who likes me and who doesn't. And you know that.)
So, see a man all dirty and everything; I'd rather have him with me many a time then someone dressed up with their (maybe) collar turned around, and pat me on the back, and say, "Oh, Brother Branham, we're for you." And know right then he's a lying. See, see? That's it. I've got no use for a liar. My... You can hide from a thief, but you can't from a liar. So, that--that...

L-45 But when we hit those spots "From that time..." Then New Year's comes along. You all go out and write up a resolution. "Tonight, wife, I'll give you the promise. I'll turn a new page, and I--I'll never drink no more."
And the woman smoked so many cigarettes, till she can't nurse her baby no more, give it nicotine poison, kill it; and she's going to stop smoking on New Year's. The drunk's going to quit drinking on New Year's; the immoral person's going to stop their immorality on New Year's, so forth like that. What do you do? Just turn a new page and turn it back the next day again. See? You... It... You don't get started right. All these things are fine; I have nothing against them. But that...


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