<TITLE>24. Par 107-111</TITLE>L-107 Reason she couldn't come up, she didn't have a prayer card. Brother... I called him Maana, which means "tomorrow." He was so slow; he'd just get down there, and stand around, and give the prayer cards out. And Billy went down to watch him, see that he didn't sell any of them, so, to see he got by. So he couldn't speak Spanish. So he--he give out all the prayer cards, and he didn't have any more. And she was going to get through anyhow. She was persistent. She wanted that thing done.

L-108 And so, Brother Moore started back that way, and--and I said, "Wait a minute, Brother Moore."
He said, "What's the matter?"
I said, "I don't know. Don't interpret, Brother Espinosa." I said, "I seen a little Mexican baby standing there looking right at me, right out over--over the audience right here." I said, "Let her come over here." And so they never interpreted that.
And the little mother come walking up there, a beautiful little woman, about, oh, I'd say about twenty-five years old, just as wet as she could be, and her pretty hair hanging down in her face, and her eyes scorched with tears, and how... There was streaks down her face. And she run up there, and she fell down on the floor, and begin to holler, "Padre." I think it means, "Father."...?... Padre? And "Padre," ever--like that. And I--and I said, "Stand up, stand up."

L-109 And Brother Espinosa come over there; I said, "When did the baby die?"
She said, "Nine this morning." And that was about ten-thirty that night. And just as wet as... The little blanket laying over like that, she had the little form, holding it out like this.
I... "Just hold still just a minute." And--and so she stood, and I said, "Heavenly Father, I seen in vision a little Mexican baby. I do not know if it's this baby or not. But to calm the heart of this mother... And that could have been a vision from You. That's the reason I'm here." I lay my hands upon, the baby went, "Whaa, whaa." and begin to kick its little feet like that. There it was alive...?... live. The persistence of the woman...

L-110 Brother Espinosa may be setting present tonight. There's many... Is that right? Is Brother Espinosa in here? He's... All of you know him, and you can... You know the story. What was it? That little woman, persistent... Oh, she knowed if God could open the eyes of that blind man, He could also heal her baby, bring it back to life.
And so I said to Brother Espinosa, "Don't you say nothing about that. Don't you do that now, 'cause the only thing I seen was just the baby there. I don't know what it means. You send a runner with the woman, and go to the doctor, and get a statement that that baby died, and he pronounced it dead."
Brother Espinosa sent a runner with her, and went the next day to the doctor, and the doctor said, "I pronounced the baby dead yesterday morning. It died with pneumonia," or something like that, "at nine o'clock." The baby was dead, and now it's alive. Why? That faith. Though she was a Catholic, I was a Protestant. Faith caught a hold of something. Hallelujah. You've got to be persistent, perseverant.

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You've got to know that God is still God, and God always was God. God will always be God. "He's the same yesterday, today, and forever." Take a hold of it by faith and be perseverant. Don't turn it loose; God promised it. It's up to God to make it right. God made the promise; God will do it.
Let us bow our heads just a moment. I won't finish this up till some other time because it's--it's... I happened to notice it's getting a little late. Persistent, perseverant... [Blank.spot.on.tape.]


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