Or it was little Joseph, he said, "Daddy, is there such a thing as a witch?"
I said, "Oh, sure."
He said, "Does she have a long nose, and she rides on a broom at nighttime?"
I said, "No. She has a painted face and rides in a Cadillac to a--a cocktail party." That's the new modern version of it.
And he said, "Is that a witch?" I don't know whether I
should've told him that or not, because every time on the street he sees
one, he says, "Daddy, there's a witch, isn't it?"
Brother Branham
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