<TITLE>22. Par 180-187</TITLE>L-180 Oh, after that testimony, someone said to me... I--I... It was a good thing I didn't say very much, 'cause they'd probably have me in jail up there. But I just thought, "There it is."
The--the people who is taught, knows. "The wise shall know their God, in that day," it said in Daniel. Yes, sir. See, "The wise will know their God." They're watching for these things.

L-181 But when I seen that happen, and them Pentecostals stand there with him! Even Oral Roberts looked at me like that. I said, "Oh, my!" Uh! But, standing up there with a education, polished, you know, and so forth.

L-182 That's not the way God polishes His. He don't polish His with education. He polishes in humility, in--in power of His manifested Word, showing of the shape of the Grain that It went from.

L-183   Now, someone said to me, said, "Brother Branham," said, "there's one thing I can't understand about you."
I said, "What's that?"

L-184 Standing out there in a hall... I guess, Sister Dauch and them, after I shook hands with Bill, and standing there; and all went around the corner, and the whole bunch of people. A minister pressed his way in, collar turned around, he said, "Why is it that you're always bawling the people out?" He said, "Them people believe you to be a servant of God, and be gentle and sweet to them, and everything." Said, "Every time I hear you get up, you're bawling women out, about having short hair, and about wearing shorts, and wearing makeup, and all this other stuff; and bawling the people out, and tell them how cold and formal and indifferent they are." Said, "Why do you do that?" Said, "Them people love you. How can you be a loving son of God and do a thing like that?"
I thought, "Lord, let me answer this smart man. See? You just let me answer him, somewhere, that'll hang him on his own rope." Yeah.
I said, "Well," I said, "sir, did you ever read of the great producer of music called... the great composer called Beethoven?"
He said, "Oh, sure, I read of Beethoven."

L-185 I said, "He probably tore up wastebasket-fulls of scrap paper, but he give the world masterpieces." He never opened his mouth and said another word. I said, "When he was setting in his study under the inspiration, he would write something down. He'd go into his study and pray. It wasn't right, he'd scrap it up and throw it in the wastebasket. But when he got through, in all inspiration, the world had a masterpiece."
Oh, how the Word cuts, but It produces masterpieces; uh-huh, takes all the husk and stalk away. It brings forth Masterpiece.

L-186   I got seven minutes to tell you something that happened day before yesterday, to get out on time. July the third, I was over here setting in the... this center over here, shopping center right out from us here. I've been in Pigalle, in Rome, in France, and I've been in New York City, Los Angeles. But the filthiest bunch of women I ever seen in my life is Jeffersonville, Indiana. I never seen so much gaum and filth in my life as I see amongst them people. I set there till my heart ached, and the Lord had gave me a vision.
Now I'm going to tell the vision. I don't know that I can interpret it, but I--I'm going to tell the vision for my first time.

L-187   I fell into a trance. And, when I did, there was somebody with me. I didn't see the person. It was just a Voice. And I--I looked. And as I--I looked this way, He said, "The Bride will come in view for preview."
And I looked, coming to me, and I seen the most--the most prettiest bunch of clean-dressed women I ever seen in my life. But each one of them, looked like, was dressed different. They all had long hair. And they were longer sleeves and skirts, and so forth. Young women, they looked kind of, I'd say, about maybe twenty.


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