<TITLE>15. Par 46-47</TITLE>L-46 Prayed for a ba--boy here a few years ago. Old father and mother come got me to pray for him; he had black diphtheria in the heart. It went so low till the cardiogram showed that it was just gone. And they made me dress up like some kind of a Ku Klux Klan, the doctor did, to take me in there. The doctor was Catholic, and he wouldn't let me go in, 'cause I'm married and had children. And I said, "Doctor, would you let the priest go in there to give him the last rights?"
He said, "Yes, but you're not a priest."
Said, "Priest wouldn't have children to go to."
I said, "But he sets in confession booth."
He said, "Go ahead." And he let me go. So I went in there, and the old father and mother got on one side and said, "Brother Branham, all we want you to do is to say the word." I went in there, and prayed, and laid hands on the baby, I--or the boy; he was about twelve years old. I said, "Heavenly Father, this is a promise; this is what You promised. I lay hands upon this young man now, and I ask for his life because that You promised it. These people believe it, and they sent for me to come here. This is all I know to do is lay my hands upon him because You said, 'These signs shall follow them that believe.'" I laid hands on him, walked right out there, "Now, the Lord bless you."

L-47 And the father grabbed the mother and said, "Oh, sweetheart, isn't it wonderful." The boy never showed one change. And the little nurse after the father and mother just crying, hugging, one another, rejoicing because the boy's well. See? But the boy hadn't changed a bit. And that little nurse said--said, "Why, sir, do you realize what this is?" Said, "How can you act like that and your child dying?"
Said, "My child's not dying. My child's living; it's going to live.
She said, "Well," she said, "sir, I want to tell you something." Said, "You see that electric cardiogram thing?" Said--I don't understand what she said, but said, "When that hand (ever what it was) went all the way around here, it's never been known in medical history ever to come back again." Said, "The boy's dying." Said, "His heart's just beating so many times now, to the minute," said, "it'll never come back again. And besides the disease has got him in such a fix, and it's--it's so advanced till there's nothing can be done; the boy's dying."
And I'll never forget that gallant old father, he took that little nurse and put his arm around her, she was just a kid, and he said, "Look, lady," said, "I don't blame you, you're--you're--you study to watch that chart." Said, "That's all--that's what you know. You're studied and told by history and by your doctors and everything, that..." Said, "You're looking at that chart. That's all you know about." But said, "I'm looking to a promise." You know who that boy is? It's Bob Bosworth in South Africa tonight preaching the Gospel, a married man with a family. That's right. Why? It depends on what you're looking at. See? You--you look at God, look at His promise.


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