<TITLE>07. Par 31-35</TITLE>L-31 Now, I like to think of weddings. I've had the privilege of marrying quite a few people. And I think when I bring a young man and a young woman down to the altar, and see them come down through the church, and she, pretty with her wedding garments on, and the veil over her face and hanging down; and the bridegroom straight, dressed beautiful, and young, and full of vigor and as they walk down there in their very best of life, and take that marriage vow, I think there's something sweet about it. There's something sacred, because that it reminds me that there will be another great wedding someday, when Christ's bride will come walking down the corridors of glory. The Bridegroom will have everything ready. There'll be a wedding and a supper.
How we love to think of setting across the table from each other, and shaking one another's hands, and tears running down our cheeks. And to think, He will come around, wipe all tears from our eyes, say, "Don't cry. It's all over now. Enter into the joys of the Lord that's been prepared for you since the foundation of the world." Oh, brother, that will make us love one another more.

L-32 I think that's what's the matter with the church, the bride today, that's made up of all churches that believes in Christ. It's not the church building, neither is it the organization or the denomination; but it's the individuals that's in the church that makes the bride.

L-33 I have a good friend in Louisville, Kentucky. Dr. Wallace Cauble, use--was a Church of Christ minister, and come in and received the Holy Ghost, and pastors one of the greater--largest churches in Louisville, the Church of the Open Door. He's been a very precious friend to me. And a few days ago, I was standing on the street, and I seen him come down the street. And I've always loved him, and he loved me.
But one day he had a tonsil operation, and he was bleeding to death. And they had him down there at the St. Joseph's Hospital, and they said he was dying.
And Mrs. McSpadden called me, and said, "Dr. Wallace Cauble..." I didn't know him yet, but I knowed there was a big Church of the Open Door. Said, "He's dying. The doctors have give him shots and everything else. They've put stitches in. He's constantly hemorrhaging, and they can't stop the blood. His blood won't curdle, and (you know) stop the bleeding." And said, "They've got missionaries in there, and they want you to come, pray for him."

L-34 Well, I'd heard of Dr. Wallace Cauble, and so, I kinda was a little reluctant. But I went over. And when I looked in the hospital room, there was missionaries, and great ministers, all in there crying and praying. And I thought, "Oh, my. Little bitty me, a little holy-roller go in there? I'd better just stay out here." So I got down behind the Coke machine out in the hall, and I prayed to God to--to stop the blood for Brother Cauble.
And I went back down, and went out. I just got home, about fifteen minutes, and the phone rang again, and wanted to know what was my delay, that I had not been there.
And I said, "I--I come. But there was so many in there, I--I just felt not led to come in, maybe (See?) so many of the big ministers in there."
And he said, "Come right now." Said, "The man can't live but a little while longer."

L-35 So I went back over again. And when I went in there, he was trying to get a Catholic sister to accept Christ as personal Saviour, and him bleeding, and the blood flying out of his mouth. And I walked in.
And he said, "How do you do?"
And I said, "How do you do?" He was setting up in the bed, coughing like that, and the blood coming out.
And he said, "What is your name?"
And I said, "I'm Brother Branham."
And he started crying, put his arms around me. And I knelt down there.
Now, it's Dr. Wallace Cauble, of the Church of the Open Door in Louisville. Get him a letter. The blood stopped that second; it's never moved since. And we've been very, very good friends since then.


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