<TITLE>10. Par 102-117</TITLE>L-102 When I went in that home. I've have been in kings' palaces, three or four different kings; king of England, King Gustaf of Sweden, many places, going in and praying with them. And I've been in some of the finest homes, I guess, in Hollywood. But I never was any more welcome than I was in that one. Just a plain little old room, two rooms, little kitchen on the back, little bedroom here, and a little old poster bed. There was no pin-ups on the wall. But there was a sign there, said, "God bless our home."

L-103   I looked, laying there, and a great big negro boy, looked to be about eighteen years old, great, strong, healthy-looking boy. And he had the blanket in his hand, and he was going, "Uh! Uh!"
And I said, "What's the matter with him?"

L-104 She said, "He--he thinks he is out on a dark sea, lost. And says, he keeps saying he is 'lost, out on the sea,' and he can't find his way. He thinks he is oaring a boat." Said, "He has been doing that for two or three days." And said, "I--I just can't let him die like that." Said, "Will you pray for him?"
I said, "Yes, ma'am."

L-105 I got to talking about healing. She wasn't interested in that. She wanted only to hear him say he was saved. That's all she was interested in, that he was saved. And I--I said he is...

L-106   She walked over and took him by the head and pulled him back, kissed him on the cheek, and she said, "God bless mama's baby."

L-107 Me standing there looking at that, and I thought, "Yeah, yeah, that's it." No matter how much disgrace he has brought to the family, how far away he is, no matter what trouble he is in, he is still mama's baby."

L-108 And I thought, "The Bible said, 'A mother can forget her suckling babe, but I can't forget you. You're... ' How much love there is! 'Your names are engraved on the palms of My hand.'"

L-109 She kissed him. We knelt down. I set at the foot of the bed. I put my hands upon his feet, they were hot, sticky.

L-110   And I--I said, "Auntie, will you pray first?" And, my friend, I knowed she had talked to Him before. Oh, what a prayer she made to God!
Then she said, "Will you pray?"
And I said, "Yes, ma'am."

L-111 I said, "Heavenly Father, I'm at least an hour late for the plane. You told me to--to come down here, and just keep coming. And then I don't know whether this is where You wanted me, or not, but this is where I've stopped. If You sent me to pray for this boy..."

L-112 And about that time, he said, "Oh, mama!"
She said, "What does mama's baby want?"

L-113 Said, "It's getting light in the room." About five minutes, he was sitting up on the bed.

L-114   I rushed out, went on down. I thought, "Well, I can just only get a cab, that's all, and wait over a day, or whenever I can get another plane."

L-115 Just as I was going into the gate, two hours and something late, I heard him say, "Last call for flight number sixty-seven, to Louisville, Kentucky."

L-116 What? What? The sovereignty of God! See? The prayer and faith of that poor, little, insignificant, negro woman, grounded that plane and held it there. He is the same God that could stop and turn around to a blind beggar at the--at the walls of Jericho. He is the same God yesterday, today, and forever. It's faith that does it. He wants you to believe it.

L-117   By the way, about two years later I was going through there on a train, going, coming back to Phoenix. And, you know, they charge you so much for them sandwiches, I usually try to get off at a station and get me some hamburgers, a sack full of them, to do me till I get off, 'cause they charge you seventy-five cents for a little old sandwich that's sliced so thin it's only got one side to it. And--and it, now, it's awful. And I--I jumped off at Memphis. And if anybody was ever at Memphis, know how the train pulls up on the turntable here. I jumped off and run down there to a hamburger stand.
I heard somebody say, "Hello there, Parson Branham!"


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