<TITLE>19. Par 136-142</TITLE>L-136   Now the air is off, so I'll hurry and quit here now, just in a minute.
I'd like to say this before I close. I had a good example of this one time. I was patrolling. And many people here... Down around Georgetown, down there in Milltown, there used to be, way back in the hills, a fountain. It was an artesian well. It throwed out about a--a four- or five-foot stream of water, just gushed out all the time, and a great big fountain around there. And right around it was a lot of this here pennyroyal, you know, and stuff growing there, that mint-like. And, oh, I used to just thirst to get there, oh, my, to get to that fountain. And I'd lay down by this thing and just drink and drink, and set down and drink, wait.
And year after year I'd still come to this same fountain. It never did cease, winter or summer. They couldn't freeze it. You can't freeze an artesian well. Oh, no! Oh, no! I don't care how--how cold it gets, it ain't going to freeze that. You'll freeze a cistern; just a little frost will do that. See?
But anything that's moving, got Life in it, it's a moving around. And you can't freeze the artesian Well out. No matter how depressed the spirit is around the place, this Well is always a living. Live at that Well.

L-137   And I noticed there, I went by and I'd drink at it, and, oh, my, just the fresh water! You never had to worry, "Wonder, if I get there, wonder if it quit running?" It's been running...

L-138 An old farmer told me, said, "My grandfather drink out of it." And said, "It never has diminished or nothing. It's still the same well, gushing right out into Blue River there."

L-139 I thought, "Oh, my, what a fine place to water!" I'd walk about a mile out of the way, to get to that place, because it was such a real place to drink at. Oh, how good that water was! Oh, my!
I'd--I'd get out there in that desert, Arizona now, I still think about it, "That wonderful well down there, if I could just lay down to that!"
As David said one time, "Oh, if I could once more drink from that well!" If he would just get there!

L-140   And I set down one day, and I had a little funny thing that happened to me. And I said, "What makes you so happy all the time? I wish I could be happy like that. Why, I never seen you sad, since I been coming here. There's not one sad thing about you." I said, "You're always full of joy. You're jumping and bubbling and carrying on. Winter or summer, cold or hot, whatever it is, you're always full of joy. What makes you...? What, what is it? Because I drink out of you?"
"Nope."
I say, "Well, maybe the rabbits drink out of you, and you like it so well."
"Nope."
I said, "Well, what makes you bubbling over like that? What makes you so happy? What makes you always full of joy?" Said, "Is it because that--that the birds drink from you?"
"No."
"Cause I drink from you?"
"No."
I said, "Well, what makes you so full of joy?"

L-141 And if that well could speak back to me, he would say this. "Brother Branham, not because you drink; I appreciate that, and because I can furnish for the birds. I furnish for anybody that wants to drink. Only thing you have to do is come here and drink. But, what makes me happy, it ain't me bubbling, it's something inside, pushing me. It's something bubbling me."

L-142 And that's the way it is with a Spirit-filled life. As Jesus said, He was in... See, He give you wells of water springing up unto everlasting Life, an artesian, overflowing gusher that's constantly flowing. Whether the rest of the church is up or down, you're still at that Well.
Why would you take an old denominational system and cistern, full of parasites and everything else, and drink around on that stagnated stuff, when you're invited to a Fountain, an artesian Well?


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