<TITLE>04. Par 14-19</TITLE>L-14 Now, tonight... Last night I said, "I'm going let you out at nine thirty." Ten o'clock 'fore I got out. So I'm always late. You know, my mother told me I was a full nine months baby. I was really a little late getting here, and I've always been late.
Here some time ago I was preaching at a United Brethren church, and I was just about a hour late. So the minister, when he got up to a waiting congregation standing around the walls, he said, "I now introduce you to the late Mr. Branham."
When I got married my wife had to wait on me about an hour and a half. I held her there for a long time. If I can just be late for my funeral, that's the next thing. If can just stay here long enough to be late for that, that's what I want to be, real late on that one.

L-15 But some, you know, can knows how to say it, and educated scholars to know how to place it out there; and I just--I just have to reach up and get it and just... And I love to reach after it so much, till I just don't know when to stop reaching. You see? And so, that's the only way I got of doing it, so you bear with me a little bit.
And I got an alarm clock here that they give me over in Switzerland, but I'm just ashamed to make it alarm while I'm preaching. You see? So... They give it to me. I guess that was a hint.
But I preached a sort--sort of a short sermon the other day at the Tabernacle at home: six hours, just six hours. Don't--don't get scared. I don't do that now. My manager back here would pull me off before that time.

L-16 Let us turn tonight for a Scripture reading over in the book of Saint Matthew, 12th chapter. Let's read a little for a context. Now, what little time we got, let's set it in for the Kingdom of God now. See?

L-17 Now, the Lord spared my life a few days ago--all of you has learned about it--when that gun blowed up in my face. You see? You see all around my eyes, and them marks and things, that's where a Weatherby Magnum blew up in my face, and blowed the barrel on the fifty yard line, and cut down everything around me; and should've just cut my whole body plumb in two--that close to my eye when I was shooting targets on a range.
And the man that was standing with me is in the service tonight, setting right back here looking at me. He should've just picked up my legs, that was all. And it never hurt me.

L-18 It weakened... Fifteen pieces made a half-moon right below the sight, and went plumb back to the back of the eye ball; this one; went through and knocked the top of the tooth off, and cut me through the face. And three or four pieces stuck in the skull and sinus glands, around like that. Never bothered me.
So it looked like that He spared my life for some reason, and I'm here to place every bit of time right in on the Kingdom of God. (While we're looking, let me get a little...)

L-19 Now, the gun was not an original Weatherby Magnum. I've always wanted a Weatherby Magnum. As you know, I hunt big game the world over. And I've always wanted one, but never thought I could afford one. And then, some of my friends might've bought me one. But I couldn't see them pay nearly three hundred dollars for a gun when I got missionary friends that ain't got shoes on their feet. So I--I wouldn't do that.
And Brother Art Wilson, up here, gave Billy Paul, my son, a little .257 Winchester: new one. And a friend of mine that has a Weatherby company, or Weatherby agency, said, "Brother Branham, I can have that gun rebored for you for a Weatherby for just a little of nothing." Said, "Let me do it." Said, "It won't cost me over ten or fifteen dollars. It's a... Here it is, right in the Weatherby magazine. It's guaranteed."
I said, "Well, okay," and he took it.


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