<TITLE>07. Par 17-19</TITLE>L-17 Well, next coming was an old Indian woman, looked to be about seventy-five years old with broom sticks cut off for crutches, and rags wrapped around a stick that went over the part went over her arms. And she was holding herself like this in the door. And I motioned to her. And she put one stick out like that, and moved her foot, then the other one. I just took my time, and waited for her. And she come up close to where I was, and I thought, "What's the old lady going to do?" And I seen her hair hanging down, old leather platted in it, you know, and turning gray. I thought, "Poor old thing, probably raised a bunch of children. How pitiful. Wished I could speak her language."
And she looked up to me like that, and them little bitty, deep set eyes, turning kindly a pale looking, great big wrinkles in the cheeks, and tears cutting their way down through them wrinkles. Oh, my heart just went out to the old thing. And she looked at me like that, kindy smiled, reached over and got one crutch and put it in the other hand, and handed them over to me, and went walking off the platform just like anybody else. Now, I tell you, just no prayer; she didn't ask for any. Her faith made her well.
Now friends, here's God's Bible. That's truth. I have this very same Bible, this Bible you--they give to me in Houston, Texas, way back in 1947. And I had this same Bible then. The God that wrote the Bible knows that's true.

L-18 About three o'clock in the morning, I said, "I'll pray for everyone that comes in the line." I stopped the discernment right then, so I could pray for them all. And so then, about three o'clock in the morning, I noticed them coming by wet, way up around in here. And I said, "Oh," the interpreter, "Why, are they so wet?"
Said, "They wade--not waiting to go down to the ford about ten miles." Said, "They go out into the desert and get their love ones, and wade across the river with them." And they was bring them in on everything.

L-19 So I looked and there was a great big, husky, warrior standing there, his lips real blue, and just shivering. And I looked; there was an old man, him and another fellow had on a--a board. And they had a board laying like this with a cross timber on it, and went up like this, and had the old man's legs laying over the pen--the two sticks across this way, and two across this way. They had his arms, and he was shaking with palsy like that, just as gray as he could be. And I said to him; I said, "Speak English?"
He said, "Little."
I said, "You afraid you'll take pneumonia like that?"
"Nope." Said, "Jesus Christ has take care of me, I brought my dad." Simple faith...
I said, "Oh," I said, "you believe God will heal your father?"
"Yep, wouldn't have brought him."
I said, "Pass him by." Must have been his brother back there. Looked a whole like him. And passed by, went by, laid my hands on the old man; I said, "God of heaven, bless the old fellow. Give him the desire of his heart." Passed him on. Next one come in, lay hands on that one. First thing, I heard a lot of noise out there. Here the old man had the board on his own shoulders going out waving everybody like that. Just simple faith. That's all. They don't--they're not all tied up with this and that. They--they just believe, that's all.


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