<TITLE>15. Par 46-47</TITLE>L-46 So I went in and there was a twenty-two page letter from a certain dean of a college. Oh, if he didn't rake me over the coals. He said, "Mr. Branham." He wouldn't call me brother. He said, "Mr. Branham, the very idea of you standing before as many people as you do, and then such a rotten theology, I never heard of it in my life." And said, "You was bragging about you being preaching for thirty-one years." Said, "Young fellow, I was preaching before you was borned."
And I thought, "Well, that's--I certainly respect a man's been preaching that long." So then I said, "Well, that's all right."
So he said, "The very idea you said last night that a--that a the servant of God." Said, "I drove fifteen miles through a blinding snow storm to hear a servant of Christ, and what did I find but a polished up soothsayer." Come...
He said, "And you said, 'The devil couldn't heal.'" Said, "A man that would teach to as many people as you teach to, and knowed no more about the Bible than that, and know no more than--than a devil cannot heal." Said, "I give you to understand, that I live in a community here, where there's a woman with a familiar spirit." Said, "They come up to this woman; she got a big apron on, she feels all around over them like this, and they drop some money in this apron." Said, "Then she takes some hairs out of her head, and plucks their veins and put blood on this hair. Walk down to a little stream behind her, and throw it in. The people stands in front of her. She walks up like this, and she's compelled to look back," why said, "then the disease comes back on the people, if it doesn't she cast it off, through her--the blood of the people, and her own hair, in the stream." And said, "We kept record of that." Said, "At least twenty or thirty percent of them people are healed. And then you mean to tell me, that you don't believe a devil can heal."

L-47 Well, I--I just thought, a dean of a college. Well, I thought, "That's too nice a letter, so the first thing," I said, "I got to answer him." And if you ever read one of my letters, I--I'm the only one about can read it. So then, and I--I set down and done the very best I could, and I said, "My precious brother," 'cause he just called me Branham. And I--I said, "My precious brother..." And I meant that, a man had been preaching for fifty years, he deserves something. Now, that--all--although if he's wrong, he deserves something.
I said, "My precious brother." I said, "The first thing I want to say, that I forgive you for what you said, and I pray that God does too. Remember, the Pharisees, that had been preaching lot longer than you had, seen that same thing done, and said it was the power of a devil, a Beelzebub, and Jesus said, 'That when it was done by the Holy Ghost in this last days, to speak one word against it would never be forgiven in this world or the world to come.' Now, for instance, what if I am right? Then your fifty years of preaching means nothing. You've damned your soul to hell forever. You'd never be forgiven for it." I said, "I won't, brother, that through ignorance you did it." Now, I said, "Don't let that hurt your feelings."


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