<TITLE>64. Par -</TITLE>L-103-3 I said, "Of course I believe that." But this--when it come to that place, "But thistles and thorns which is nigh unto rejection, whose end is to be burned..." I thought, "What does that mean? Can't get it."
And I was set there a little bit; I thought, "God, if this is something You want me to know, I'm up here seeking a vision from You, Lord, to know just what to do about a ministry down there, and I--I want You to tell me, Father." And I looked across the hollow going on up towards (Well, I was way in above Charlestown), going towards New Market, that way (across over the hill), and I looked and I seen that like a rainbow hanging over the valley. And through this rainbow I seen something turning, and I looked, and it was the world. And here went a man dressed in white.

L-103-5 And I... Many of you people here are too young to know this. You remember when we used to broadcast seeds with our--put a great big bag on your side, and take your hand and throw it? Mr. Wood, you'll remember that, broadcasting seeds like that. Take them in your hands and spray them out like that. Let the wind blow them into the--the dirt.
And I seen a man dressed in white going across like that, sowing seeds. And I watched him go plumb around the curvature of the earth. And I thought, "Wonder what that means." And then I looked; just as soon as he got his back turned, here come a real slicker, coming around, looking like that. He had a sack full and he was sowing weeds behind him. He went around the earth; still looking, sneaking you know, throwing them like this, and he went on around the earth.

L-104-2 Then I seen it come up, and up come wheat and up come weeds, stickers, thorns, thistles. And they was both growing together. And there come a great drought, and I seen that little wheat hold its little head over, went [Brother Branham imitates a panting sound--Ed.] just dying for water. And I seen the little old cocklebur with his head hanging over [Brother Branham imitates a panting sound--Ed.] just dying for water. And everybody begin to pray for water; and all at once the great rains come up in answer to prayer. And away went the rains across the earth, and as soon as the water hit the earth, that little wheat jumped up and said, "Glory. Glory. Glory. Glory."
And up jumped the little cocklebur and hollered, "Glory. Glory. Glory. Glory."
Well, I thought, "Now, what's that?" And just then--"Well, that wheat was a-shouting, I can see that; but what did that cocklebur meant?"
Then He said, "Read Hebrews 6."

L-104-4 The rain falls on the just and the unjust. That's what's the matter; that's what we--why we didn't have a Bride ready for Christ now. We sowed denominational seeds and instead of the Word. What has it done? brought some more denominational children. That's right. But in among there is some wheat has fallen. That's right.
But look, the same Spirit that makes the real true genuine believer speak with tongues, the real Spirit that makes the genuine believer a Christian (See?, because It's irrigating a Word, a Seed), that same Spirit makes something substitute to it, like Eve's hybrid, makes the hybrid just as happy, just as much shouting, feel just as much joyful about it as the rest of them. But what is the Truth of it? The seed's wrong to begin with.

L-105-1 So all your fleshly demonstrations don't mean nothing. "Though I speak with tongue of men and Angels and have not charity, it profit me nothing. Though I can move mountains and have not charity, it profit me nothing. Though I give all my goods to feed the poor and have not charity, it profit me nothing. If I speak with tongues like men and Angels, it becomes like sounding brass and tinkling cymbals." See, it's nothing. Listen, church: Pentecostals. Nothing... Why? It's a hybrid seed. It can't come to the Word.


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