<TITLE>02. Par 14-26</TITLE>L-14 And I thought you all needed me out here, out in Arizona, break your horses, you know. So, about seventeen, eighteen years old, I run off, got out here around where they was having a--a rodeo. Well, I thought, "Man, if I could just get in that rodeo, I'll ride the horses for them. I'll have some money made."

L-15   So, I remember, the first rider came out. He was riding what was called... I believe they call it, "The Kansas Outlaw." He's a great big horse, a big black fellow about seventeen hands high. He's a real heavy, strong horse. I thought, "Well, if that fellow can ride him, so can I." And this noted rider got out there.

L-16 And I was setting around on the corral, you know, with the pen where all these disfigured cowboys, you know. I wasn't quite disfigured like they was, but I thought I was as good a rider. So they... I had rode that old plow horse, and why couldn't I ride that one?

L-17 So when he come out of the chute, man, that horse could put all four feet in a wash pan. He done a sunfish and a twirl around there, a few times. And the saddle went one way, and the rider another. And the pick-ups got the horse, and the ambulance got the rider. I knew that wasn't that old plow horse I used to ride.

L-18 Caller came down through, he said, "I'll give any man," said, "fifty dollars." That was a lot of money then. "Fifty dollars, who can ride him, so many seconds on him." And he... I--I was just shaky. He come up to me and said, "Are you a rider?"
I said, "No, sir."

L-19   When I first got saved and was ordained, a Missionary Baptist church, I used to pack the Bible around, you know, and I wanted somebody to ask me if I was a preacher, you know. But every time, somebody say, "You a preacher?"
I'd say, "Sure."

L-20 One day I was over at St. Louis. I had just met our Baptist brother, and I was over at St. Louis. And I heard a fellow named Robert Daugherty. Many of you might know him. And he was in a tent meeting. He was a Pentecostal brother. My! That man preached till he was blue in the face. And he--he--he just preached till he just sank down. You could hear him catch his breath, two blocks away, without a microphone, too. And just catch his breath, and come back up, preaching.
Since then, somebody say, "You a preacher?"

L-21 I said, "No. I--I just pray for the sick." [Brother Branham and congregation laugh--Ed.]

L-22 My old, slow Baptist ways don't think of it that fast, so just bear with me, you know. And you know it's the Scripture, said to "bear with the weak," so that's me. So I'm thankful that you all have tried to do that this week, and have done a real good job. Ten o'clock at night, when I was supposed to be home and in bed, and keeping you out.

L-23   But, really, this afternoon, I'm going to try to hurry and get right out. I got lot of driving to do yet this afternoon, in order to get back here in the morning.

L-24 And, so, I--I appreciate you, though. And if I do not get a chance to say this at any other time, I thank you, very much, each one, all you ministers, and you Christian businessmen. Such, really a pleasure, for you to invite me, and let me come here and put in my little plug with you brethren. Brother Shakarian, Brother Williams, and all the--the men. I'm certainly grateful.

L-25 And why didn't you say "amen" a while ago, Tony, when I talked about Tucson? I didn't even hear him. That's the best hunter in Arizona when I'm in Indiana, see, but that's after I go to Indiana. See his picture in the paper the other day? Where... We have to change that, Tony.

L-26 So now, remember, tomorrow night, the banquet at... with Brother Oral Roberts.


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