<TITLE>12. Par 33-35</TITLE>L-33 You say, "Oh, Brother Branham, that was two thousand years ago." All right, critic, I want to shut you up right now. See? Here not long ago, as you look in the "Life" magazine, they went into the great garners of Egypt and got out some of that wheat that Joseph put in there, planted it in the ground, and it growed. They got a (What was it?) sunflower seed or something, four thousand years ago out of the--out of old King Tut's tomb: A sunflower seed, and planted it, and God had preserved that life. Absolutely. "Though the skin worms destroys this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God." God's Word will never be destroyed. God's Word, if you'll plant it in the right kind of conditions on God's Word, it'll do the same thing it did at the beginning. That's right. Correct.

L-34 Some time ago I was setting down in Kentucky, squirrel hunting. Well, I--I... That's what I do to relax; I--I hunt, shoot targets and things, fool with guns. That's just a hobby. And I had a little model seventy-five Winchester rifle. At fifty yards I stood on the range and drove nine straight carpet tacks with it, right straight through the paper. And then, first thing you know, when I'd shoot at the squirrel, I'd have to see four corners of his eye. He's looking at me I wouldn't shoot at him. If he had his back turned I wouldn't shoot at him. He had to set right. Thirty yards I'd leave him alone, twenty yards... He had to be fifty yards. That's just 'cause I got enough that way.
One day that little rifle went out. And I just couldn't make it come in at all. I rebedded it, and I done everything I could do, and tighten loose just five thousands of a vibration here will put it a half inch at a hundred yards. So you see, you... It's got some part tight, another loose; you've got to have it right. So I sent it back to the Winchester Company, and I got the letter at home now; they said, "Reverend Branham, there's not a thing wrong with that rifle." Said, "That rifle will group a inch at twenty-five yards and a model seventy-five will not group any better." Said, "It's not a target gun to begin with." Said, "It's only got one leg screw holding it together. Therefore you've got to get a vibration out of it." Now, that was the man who manufactured and made the gun, the Winchester Company, the proofs. The man who spent his lifetime and engineers, to make up the gun, they said, "It will not group any better than one inch at twenty-five yards." And I'd been driving tacks at fifty yards with it.

L-35 Now, I set down under a tree one day and just crying. There's Brother Wood and a couple friends of mine up there shooting squirrels. I... They didn't care where they hit him, just bang away. And anywhere hit him is all right. To me, I thought I might drop down on his cheek, hit him a little behind the ears or something, that wouldn't be right. It had to hit the eye; it wasn't right. And I thought, "Well now, it don't make any difference what the Winchester Company says; I know that it will do it because I've seen it do it."
And I was setting there one morning under a little old crooked over tree a crying, just got so nervous I got to crying. I said, "Lord, here I am away from the services, out here in the woods trying to relax. And little old nervous thing like me, why did You ever try to send me out in the meeting anyhow? I'm a failure to begin with, and why did You ever send a person like me? Look like You'd got a man that was a man, somebody that was steady and quiet." And I just kept setting there crying and talking to the Lord, both hands up and the tears pouring down my cheeks.


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