<TITLE>16. Par 161-170</TITLE>L-161 He started walking off the platform, about as far as the wall over there, and I turned around. The people didn't know, 'cause they didn't understand English. And I said, "Now as I was saying, faith is the sub-..." And looked here in front of me, and I seen a little, Mexican, dark-faced baby with no teeth, just sitting there grinning at me, right here in front of me.

L-162   I said, "Wait a minute, Brother Moore." I said, "Tell the little lady to come here."
And Billy said, "Daddy, she ain't got a prayer card."
I said, "I just saw a vision, Billy."

L-163 And so they went down there and got the little lady. Here she come, running up there, and fell on her knees, begin to holler "padre," which means "father," you know; I asked her to stand up, Brother Espinoza. Hold the baby; and she had a little, blue and white striped blanket over it, just soaking wet, and the water dripping off, and her hair hang down. Lovely-looking little woman, probably her first baby, she was in her... twenty-two or twenty-five years old, holding the little thing like that; little, stiff form about that long, under this blanket. I thought.

L-164   They all thought I was just praying, to get rid of it, you know, get her off of their hands there.

L-165 And I put my hands over on the little baby, and I said, "Heavenly Father, I don't know that--that this is the baby; but I saw a vision there, a few moments ago, of a little Mexican, looked like a little, dark-faced baby a smiling." And I said... They don't interpret the prayer, you know. And I said, "I saw it smiling." I just laid my hands upon it, this way, in the Name of Jesus Christ, to pray, and the little baby let out a kick and started crying as hard as it... And so it started screaming.

L-166 And I said, "Brother Espinoza, don't you put that down now. You send a runner, with that baby and that woman, and take it to the doctor." And that night, they called the doctor out, the doctor signed a statement that the baby died with pneumonia, that morning in his hospital, or in his office, at nine o'clock; and here it was around ten o'clock that night, been dead since that morning, and come to life; and is living today for the glory of God.

L-167 Because why? She was just as persistent as this little Syrophenician woman was here, we're talking about tonight. It goes to show that God is still the same yesterday, today, and forever. The thing of it was, (what was it?) she had heard about that old blind man.

L-168   She was Catholic, by faith. All of them are Catholic, so when you're born in Mexico you're just automatically a Catholic.

L-169 So then them people there had seen this old blind man on the street, speaking of his testimony. She, they had heard about it. This woman had never seen a miracle. But she knowed if God could give a blind man his sight, He could raise her baby back to life, because it was the same Jesus Christ. She would sometimes make Pentecostals feel little. And that's right, with such faith, because she was persistent that it had to be God that could restore sight. "And if it was God could keep His Word and restore sight, He could raise the dead." And He done it because she was persistent. I'd be there one more night, and she might... That was the night for her.

L-170 Won't we, tonight, friends, won't we be perseverant. Can't we press through the mystic dark shingles here and accept Jesus Christ as our--as our healer? Can't you do it?
Let us pray.


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