<TITLE>20. Par 216-226</TITLE>L-216   But the salve of the Holy Spirit will open your eyes, and you can realize that, the Presence of Jesus Christ. And He's the same yesterday, today, and forever. He is God, and He can salve your eyes with His Holy Spirit. You'll forget whether you were Methodist, or a Baptist, or a Oneness, or a Twoness, or a Threeness, or Church of God, or a Nazarene, or a Pilgrim Holiness. You'll be a Christian, born again, of the Kingdom of God.

L-217 You'd be something. You won't have to try to say, "Well, I must do this." There is something in you that propels you to do it. The compulsion in your heart swings you to prayer. Love Divine flows into your innermost beings, until you can't set still. Prayer meetings just flows from you, like the water from an artesian well.

L-218   I used to pass, when I was game warden for several years, I'd pass by a big old spring. And it would be bubbling up like that. I--I set down, that spring one day, and I said, "What are you so happy about?" Oh, the water was delicious. And I'd--I'd take a drink of water. I said, "What are you so happy about? Are you happy because that rabbits drink from you?"
If he could talk, he'd have said, "No."
"Because deers drink from you?"
"No."
"Because I drink from you?"
"No."

L-219 "Why are you so happy? What makes you bubble like that?"

L-220 If he could have spoke, he'd have said, "It's not me bubbling, Brother Branham. It's something behind me, pushing me, making me bubble constantly."

L-221 We drive ourselves to do things. But when the Holy Spirit is in there, by Divine love we do it. "For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain," said Paul. Sure. Now let His salve Anointing come to your eyes.

L-222   In closing, I don't mean to hold you all here till you get so tired. Be my first time, or second time, with you, forgive me if I've went too long. Let me close, then, saying this.

L-223 Down in the South, we had an old Pentecostal colored brother down there, that he was really a real servant of Christ. There was a certain old Negro sister that came to the church. And she was filled with the Holy Ghost, and such a great character she was. And she had a husband; he was a good old fellow. His name was... They called him Gabriel. And we just called him Gabe, for short.

L-224 And so we could never get him to line up with the church. He--he just didn't want to come to church. He said that. Oh, and the boys down around the poolroom where he hung out, said, "That was a bunch of holy-rollers, and nothing to them." And the only thing Gabe had to do was, on Sunday morning, get his pool cue and go down to the poolroom, or something, and go around with the boys.

L-225   But his wife was a real devout saint. And she'd go to the church, and she would pray, and have the pastor and all to pray for Gabe. Because, really, down in his heart, he was a good man. And he run a little business down there, a little on the corner, little shoe-shine business. He'd shine shoes, and get enough money to play pool. Why, he went and played pool. So he just didn't want to line up with the Gospel. And the pastor...

L-226 Old Gabe liked to hunt a lot. So, the pastor was a hunter, too, so he'd take Gabe and go hunting. So, one day, after all-day's tramping through the wilderness and sloughs, they was on the road home that afternoon. And--and they had so much game they could just barely tote it. Had the rabbits and the birds, all over them, going along. And they come around an old familiar path as they come up. Come up the top of the hill, then went down into the little city down there. It was on Saturday, and the sun was going down.


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