<TITLE>13. Par 34-36</TITLE>L-34 Years ago they used to sell slaves on the slave markets here in the south, especially down in Georgia, and so forth, when... And they would go overseas in Africa, and the Boers would bring back the slaves. Bring them out there on Jamaica, and ship them into Florida, and sell them--human lives. That was wrong. God made man, and man made slaves. No person is to be a slave. We're free in Christ. We ain't no nation's slave, no organization's slave. We are men and women of God. Reach out our arms to every fallen brother, no matter where he's at. There's room for us all. So when we come to a place...
They'd go around, buy these slaves at the different plantations. They'd get a bill of sales, just like would a used car on a car lot somewhere. So they'd go around and buy these slaves. They'd take a...
I read of Abraham Lincoln, a great southerner. He got off the boat there in New Orleans, and seen them in a slave pit there auctioning off a big man--great big sturdy Negro. And his poor little wife standing out there with two babies, crying, for they was going to sell him to breed him to bigger healthier women to make bigger slaves. Abraham Lincoln pitched his fist like that, and said, "That's wrong. Someday I'll hit it, if it takes my life." It did, but he hit it. He broke it, too.

L-35 Let me tell you, brother, unbelief is of the devil. Let me hit it, Lord. I don't care if it costs my life. Let me break that thing from over the church, those boundaries, and so forth--that we can see we're by one Spirit we're all baptized into one body, and we're Christians. We are brethren. No matter if a man belongs to the Church of God and I belong to the Assemblies, and this one's Baptist, or Presbyterian; we are brothers, what we are, we are brothers in Christ. Let's break it. Break these boundaries down. We can reach out our arms to every brother.
Here some time ago, they said, "Brother Branham, if you'll just join our organization..."
I said, "No, I'm with your organization, but I tell you what I'm going to do, I'll reach out my arms on both sides for everyone." That's... We're all one in Christ.

L-36 One day this broker came by a plantation home. He said, "How many slaves do you have.?"
He said, "Over a hundred."
Said, "I'd like to look them over."
"All right." They were all working, and they were... they was downhearted. They'd get to a place where they'd know that they'd never be back in the homeland again, and never see Papa and Mama, and never see the children any more, and so forth, and they, they were very melancholy. And they'd take whips an whip them to make them work; make them pull and work, whatever they had to do.
One day when this slave buyer came by, he noticed how he was whipping those slaves, making them work--all but one young man. They didn't have to whip him. Shoulders back, chin up; he was right out at it any moment.
And the broker said, "I'd like to buy that fellow."
"Oh," said the owner, "he's not for sale. Can't sell him."
"Well," he said, "I noticed you don't have to correct him."
Said, "No."
Said, "What's the matter?" Said, "Is he the boss over them all?"
Said, "No, he's a slave.
Said, "Maybe you feed him different than you do the other slaves."
Said, "No, they all eat in the galley together, just a slave."
"Well," said, "What makes him so much different from the rest of them?"
He said, "I wondered too, till I found out one day that over in the homeland where he come from, Africa, his father is the king of the tribe. And though he's an alien, yet he knows he's the son of a king, and he conducts himself like one."
Oh, God! We are the sons and daughters of God, the son of the King of heaven. How shall we conduct ourselves then? Little old weakly... pushed back? No, sir.
 "My Father is rich with houses and lands,
 He holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands.
 Of rubies and diamonds and silver and gold,
 His coffers are full, He has riches untold."
For we are a child of the King, let's conduct ourselves...


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