<TITLE>18. Par 68-72</TITLE>L-68 Why, he doubted. That... Just...?... thinking, that old priest had a lot of examples like Hannah at the temple, and--and Sarah (we just talked about) old and having babies, said: "Oh, this can't be. My wife's too old."
He said, "I'm Gabriel that come from God. You'll be dumb till the day the baby's born. You'll call his name John."
And he was dumb. And he went up there to his wife. She conceived, and she was six months with her without any life in the baby, and she was very much worried. So Mary had heard about this. So I see her little cheeks just as red, as she was going along, just as happy as she could be--no feeling yet.
Jesus never did say, "Did you feel it?" He said, "Did you believe it?" You want to believe it. The time you believe...

L-69 "How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first felt." That don't sound right, does it? "The hour I first believed. When I believed God..." that's how the precious, it did. Oh, God's making His appearance night after night in the meetings and showing the great signs and wonders; oh, it ought to just stir our hearts. Certainly. "How precious that faith appears--grace, the hour I believed."
There went Mary--her little cheeks just as rosy, her little eyes just a sparkling, bright, girded her little self up, and up over the hills of Judaea she went, up into where her--her cousin lived. And I can see Sarah...

L-70 I seen women out on the street... Eating dinner today, I'd--I'd... They'd throwed me out of the restaurant, if I hadn't have turned my back. A woman come in there--to be mother any time--with these little old shorts on, a great big old thing, oh, and smoking a cigarette. And the doctor says it's one of the killingst things. Listen, brother, that's a sabotage. Certainly it is. And doctor's warning that cancer of the throat and lungs, and smoking that right on down to that baby anyway. But that...
But women was different in them days. She went in and hid herself, keep away from the sight of men, and she went in and hid herself. And she was in there for--for six months; little John had never moved. He was formed in his mother's womb. We know that's all together subnormal.

L-71 So she might have raised up the window, a looked out like this, the curtains, and she seen a beautiful woman coming, about eighteen years old. She looked again.
"Oh," she said, "that's Mary. Oh, my." And she grabbed her little shawl and throwed around her, run out there real quick.
And her husband was dumb at that time; he couldn't speak. Run out and took this--took this little shawl and wrapped around her, run out. She was setting back there, knitting little booties and things, you know, getting ready. You know, the little blankets and little needlework. And so she run out, and she said, "Oh, Mary."

L-72 In them days, you know, they hugged one another; they had love one for another. Now days, you don't get it no more.
I was downtown. (My wife ain't here tonight. I've told it and her being here.) Well, I went downtown here not long ago, and some sister said, "Hello, Sister Branham."
I said, "You didn't speak to her."
She said, "Yes, I did."
"Well," I said, "how did she hear you over there on the street, and I'm setting right by you and didn't hear you?"
"Oh," she said, "I smiled."
I said, "A little old silly grin, that ain't nothing. My goodness. Why didn't you speak to the sister?"


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