<TITLE>05. Par 28-32</TITLE>L-28 I have had a sad experience this week, and yet a glorious one. I could call it: I buried a brother that once set with us here. And many of you know the occasion. It was our gracious Brother Rogers, Busty Rogers, as we called him, Everett. And Brother Banks Wood here, and Brother Sothmann, we went together to the funeral service.
And--and I took a ride in the snow, out to the old place where I had first buried him about twenty-five years ago. That time when I buried him, it was in muddy water, in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ. As we passed over the old familiar bridge there at Totten's Ford, I was speaking to my brethren, and said, "One day when a certain denominational minister had had a--a big tent there, he said, 'That little radic' down there at the Baptist church, that's baptizing the people in the Name of Jesus Christ.' He said, 'If any person that even was baptized in such a way, would not even be welcome under my tent.'"
And at that time there happened to be some setting there that had been baptized in the Name of the Lord Jesus, and that was Brother George Wright and his family. They just... Only thing they could do was not go back.

L-31 So that day at the ford, oh, he just left his meeting and had come down to kinda watch on, and his congregation was standing there. And I got up to the place. And there'd been a rain up the hills up there, and the muddy fields had washed in; its little tributaries had got the Blue River very muddy. I walked out into the water, around waist deep. And one of the trustees, or deacons, rather, handed me the Bible, and I read where Peter said on the day of Pentecost, "Repent, every one of you, and to be baptized in the Name of Jesus Christ for remission of sin, and you shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost."

L-32 It was that day that Georgie Carter was laying there, trying to raise her hands, only weighing about sixty-something pounds, been nine years and eight months in the bed without moving and had... Her people, the church that she belonged to, had said, if anybody even come to my meeting, they'd be excommunicated from their fellowship at the church. And so it was that same evening that she was instantly healed. And then she wanted to be baptized like the little Nail girl that was up there; that I'd saw a vision, and you know the story, her hands and legs drawed up; and went in the vision and the power of the Spirit, laid hands upon her, there she come out and was healed. And so she had belonged to the same. Well, it was a Methodist church. The Methodist minister, Brother Smith, was the one standing on the bank with his congregation.
And I started to baptizing in the Bible Christian baptism. And about the time I'd baptized five or six people, all of a sudden the lines and file broke up there on the hill. Here come that Methodist bunch right down with their good clothes on to be baptized in the Name of the Lord Jesus. And one by one, ladies in their pretty silk and summer garments, walking out through that mud, wiping the face with tears, and lipstick washing off, coming out to--to make--make confession and--and to be baptized...


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