A woman reflects what's in the man

The Choosing Of A Bride, Los Angeles, CA, 65-0429e

58 Again, the kind of woman that a man would choose, will reflect his ambition and his character. If a man chooses the wrong woman, it reflects his character. And what he ties himself to, shows truly what's in him. A woman reflects what's in the man when he chooses her for wife. It shows what's down in him. No matter what he says outside, watch what he married.

Why Cry? Speak!

Why Cry? Speak!

We received this testimony from a brother in Rwanda who wanted to take a little quiet time to devote to the Lord, but the enemy kept putting obstacles in his way. He persisted, and the Lord answered his prayer

One night, I was in a prayer room in our church. Since our church is in a valley close to an airdrome, there was a lot of noise from mosquitoes and cars. I wanted to read the book “Demonology” I had in my hand, but because of that noise, I was taking 10 minutes to read one page. Imagine this demonic atmosphere! I was wondering what I was doing there.
Few days before, I had read the book “Why Cry? Speak!” I suddenly remembered what Brother Branham had said, that we have the power to speak without praying, and if we have perfect faith, it will happen. Then I spoke and said: “You flies and cars, I came here to fellowship with your Creator, therefore I ask for a complete silence in the Name of Jesus.”
Oh, brothers and sisters, within three minutes, there was a peace I had never experienced before! Oh, glory! He is the same yesterday, today, and forever!

 Kigali/ Rwanda

ANOTHER PERSPECTIVE

It sometimes helps to see things from another perspective.

Lord, thank thee for this sink of dirty dishes...We have plenty of food to eat.

Thank thee for this pile of dirty, stinky laundry... We have plenty of nice clothes to wear.

And I would like to thank thee, Lord, for those unmade beds in there... They were so warm and so comfortable last night... I know that many have no bed.

My thanks to thee, Lord, for this bathroom complete with all the splattered mirrors, soggy, grimy towels and dirty lavatory... They are so convenient.

Thank thee for this finger smudged refrigerator that needs defrosting so badly... It has served us faithfully for many years... It is full of cold drinks and enough leftovers for two or three meals.

Thank thee Lord, for this oven that absolutely must be cleaned today... It has baked so many things over the years.

The whole family is grateful for that tall grass that needs mowing....The lawn that needs raking... We all enjoy the yard.

Thank thee, Lord, even for that slamming screen door… My kids are healthy and able to run and play.

Lord, the presence of all these chores awaiting me says Thou hast richly blessed my family... I shall do them all cheerfully and I shall do them gratefully.

And all God's people say... AMEN!

SEALED UNTO REDEMPTION

33
Like, I used to work for the railroad company, and we’d load box cars with cans and different things from the canning factory. But then, before that car could be sealed, the inspector come around to see if that car was properly loaded. If not, the first time it rammed together or something, it’d scatter the stuff and break it, and the railroad company was responsible. And that inspector would test everything to see if it was properly in place. If it wasn’t, he condemned the car. Then we had to do it all over again until the inspector was satisfied. Then, when the inspector was satisfied, he shut the door. The inspector shut the door. And the inspector places a seal upon it, and then no one can break this seal until it reaches its destination.
34
That’s what the Holy Spirit’s been doing, see. He goes, and He inspects. That’s the reason you can’t have these things and. . . You say, “I spoke in tongues, and I shouted, and I danced in the Spirit.” That don’t have nothing to do with it, see. The Holy Spirit inspects that person until He’s thoroughly satisfied and knows that they are. . . Then they are sealed unto their eternal destination. There’s not nothing can ever break that seal.

THE BREACH BETWEEN THE SEVEN CHURCH AGES AND THE SEVEN SEALS

THE REAL HOLY GHOST.

A woman just called up another woman, said, “You know, I’m
Episcopalian.” Said, “I spoke in tongues the other day. I believe I received the Holy Ghost, but shhh, don’t tell nobody.” I doubt that very much. You might have spoke with tongues, but you set a man on fire, how is he going to sit still? Can’t do it.
Could you imagine Peter, and James, and John, and them up in the upper room saying, “Oh, we got the Holy Ghost now. But maybe we better keep still.” Brother, through windows, doors, and everything, they went, out into the street, acting like a bunch of drunks. That’s the real Holy Ghost.
MATT25:7,10,30
 
159
But you see, that sleeping virgin ain’t receiving nothing anyhow. That’s right. And remember, while they went to try to buy oil (remember the Scriptures doesn’t say they got it), but while they were out trying to buy it, there come a sound. What happened? All those virgins that slept rose, and trimmed their lamps and went into the supper. (Is that right?) And the rest was
left for the tribulation period. Right-weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth. That’s the church. Not the bride; the church. The bride went in. There’s a whole difference between the church and the bride. Yes, sir, went into the wedding supper. Oh, notice, boy.
BRO. BRANHAM: THE BREACH BETWEEN THE SEVEN CHURCH AGES AND THE SEVEN SEALS

SEE WHAT U CALL LAW OF NATURE; I CALL IT LAW OF GOD. GOD'S IN NATURE

E-34 And in there was a woman. I'd never been in the country before. And there was a woman setting back in the audience, and the Holy Spirit got among the people and begin to call this one, that one, telling them. It was our Lord Jesus, His Word made manifest in the body of His church. And then when He begin to speak, Jesus stood on the grounds, knowing the thoughts of their hearts, spoke to them, told the people about different things, as you all Bible readers know: promised the same thing again to repeat in the last days, promised it by His Scripture that it would do so.
E-35 Now, I want you to notice. Now, when that was taking place, way back in the back a lady was weeping somewhere on the big campground. Many, many hundreds and hundreds of people were seated, and there was a lady crying. Notice, the Holy Spirit went to the lady and said, "You're crying about your sister. Her name is such-and-such. She lives at a certain place. You have a handkerchief in your pocketbook that you put in there before leaving home. It's this and this a-way, a handkerchief. You take this handkerchief and go lay it on your sister. She's dying with cancer. And THUS SAITH THE LORD, she shall live."
The woman took from the building, went and laid her handkerchief on the lady that night. And the next morning she was well.
E-36 Now. So I was... The season was very hot. Squirrel hunting... As many of my fellow squirrel hunters know, they're--they--the cracking of the leaves scares the squirrels, and we... It was so dry, we had to go to a place where there was some hollows that we could get into--little ditches, to walk through the woods. My friend's name was Mr. Wood. He's setting over here to my right.
And he said, "I know a man that's got a ground of many acres." But said, "He's so hard to deal with." Said, "He's a infidel," and said, "he don't believe in God." And he said, "He makes fun of it." And he said, "But he knows me, he knows my father." And he said, "If I go ask him if we can hunt on his place..."
I said, "Let's go."
E-37 We drove way back in the country, way back on a side road, and two old men were setting under the shade of an apple tree. He said, "There he is, the one to the right."
I said, "Being a minister, I better set in the car."
So he goes out, and he said, "How do you do?"
And the man said, "Come up, set down."
He said, "My name is Wood." He said, "I wonder if you would care if we hunted awhile on your place."
He said, "What Wood are you?"
He said, "I'm Jim Wood's son."
He said, "Jim Wood is a friend of mine, and any one of his children can hunt anywhere they want to."
He said, "Thank you."
He said, "I wonder now," he said, "which one are you?"
He said, "I'm Banks." He talked to him a few moments, and Mr. Wood said, "I wonder if it'd be all right for me to take my pastor with us."
He said, "You don't mean you got so low down till you have to carry a preacher with you wherever you go?"
He said, "My pastor's out there."
E-38 I thought I'd better get out of the car. And I got out of the car, and walked over there, and I said, "How do you do?"
He said, "How do you do? So you're a preacher."
I said, "Yes, sir."
And he said, "Well," he said, "I'm supposed to be an infidel."
I said, "Well, not much to brag about, is it?"
He said, "I guess it isn't." He said, "But what I've got against you people, you're talking about something you don't know about."
"Oh," I said, "is that so?"
He said, "Yes, sir. I hear them always blowing off about this, about a God, and everything." Said, "There is no such a thing."
I said, "Uh-huh." I said, "Well, 'course you know how it is, sir," I said, "Everyone to his own thought." I was thinking in my heart, "Now, Lord, You give me something to help that man, no doubt sincere."
And he said, "I only seen one preacher in all my life I--I'd like to hear--heard of him."
And I said, "Who was that, sir?"
He said, "Here about two years ago, there was a preacher over here at a town called Acton." He said, "And old lady So-and-so up here on the hill had been laying there for two years with cancer." Said, "Me and my wife... They couldn't put her on the bedpan no more. They had to use a draw sheet." And said, "We was up there that morning," and said, "the doctor had said the day before that she wouldn't make it through the night."
E-39 "She had cancer in her stomach. She was eat up. She couldn't even drink barley water, and hadn't for weeks. They'd fed her glucose through her veins, until her veins was collapsed, and said there was nothing could be done for her."
And said, "Her sister was setting over listening to that preacher preach, and that preacher didn't know anybody here, had never been here, and told her who she was, and what her sister was, and thought about a handkerchief she had, and said put it on that woman." And said, "That night I thought they had the Salvation Army up there somewhere, of all the screaming." And said, "The next morning we went over to see if she was dead." And said, "When we got over there, she was up, cooking fried apple pies and eating them." And said, "She even does the neighbor's work." He said, "Now..."
I said, "What's so strange about that?"
E-40 He said, "Well, here's what I want to know. If ever see that preacher, I'm going to ask him, what was it told him about that woman, and whether she'd be healed."
"Oh," I said, "yes, sir." Squirrel blood all over me, and dirty whiskers about that long, you know. And I said, "Don't look very much like a preacher now."
He said, "Well, looks more human."
And I said, "Yes, sir." So I said, "Can I have one of those apples?" Little yellow jackets was all over them.
And he said, "Yes." I picked up one, and I bit it. And he said, "Help yourself. The yellow jackets are eating them up."
And I said, "Thank you." I took a bite of it. I said, "That's a fine apple."
He said, "Yep." He said, "That old tree's produced a lot of them for me."
And I said, "Yes, sir." I said, "How old is the tree?"
He said, "About forty years old." Said, "I planted it there, just a switch."
E-41 And I said, "Uh-huh." I said, "I notice all the apples are dropping off of it, and the leaves are leaving."
He said, "Yep. That's the way she does."
And I said, "I want to ask you a question."
He said, "Yes, sir. Go ahead and ask." He said.
I said, "What causes... Now, we haven't had no frost," I said. "It's only the middle of August. We won't have no frost till about October or November." I said, "But here in the middle of August them leaves are falling off the tree." I said, "What's making them leaves fall?"
"Why," he said, "the sap's leaving it."
I said, "What if the sap doesn't leave it?"
He said, "Why, it would--the tree would get killed in the wintertime. The germ of life's in the sap." Said, "If it would... It would it would kill the tree. It would die."
I said, "Yes, sir." I said, "Therefore, the sap goes back down into the roots where it's warm, stays there through the winter, then comes back in the summer, bringing more leaves and more apples."
Said, "That's it."
E-42 I said, "I want to ask you something." I said, "What intelligence... Now, the tree has none. What intelligence says to that tree, 'It's coming wintertime. Get down into the root and stay there until spring of the year.'?" I said, "Put water in a bucket, and set it on a post, and see if it'll go down when fall of the year comes. It won't do it." I said, "You have to admit there's some kind of an Intelligence that makes that sap leave the tree and go down into the roots. If it doesn't, it dies. It hides it away to protect its life. Now, the tree has no intelligence. There's a law of God that does that."
And he said, "Well, I never thought of it just like that."
I said, "Mister, the same Intelligence that tells that tree up there--the sap in that tree to go to the roots, that same Intelligence is what told me who that woman was, and tell her what was going to happen."
He said, "You're not that preacher?"
I said, "Yes, sir." And there he was led to Christ, and died a Christian a year later about eighty-five years old.

OUR PURPOSE IS SERVING GOD

E-30 Look at your flowers. I was noticing today, coming down, the flowers, how pretty they are. They're here for a purpose. They're spoken words of God. God spoke them into existence. And when He did, look what happens. They're pretty standing in your yard.
After while, frost hits them. Young ones, old ones, middle age, as soon as frost hits them; it's death. They bow their little heads, and what happens? A little black seed of some sort drops out of them. Believe it or not, God has a funeral procession for them. The fall rains come, and tears, as it was, drops from the skies and buries the seed.
The winter comes on. The petal's gone, the stalk's gone, the bulb's gone; the seed freezes, bursts open, the pulp runs out. Is that the end of the seed? No, sir. Let that warm sun shine, which brings forth resurrection of all botany life. As soon as that sun begins to light the earth and get warm, there's a germ of life somewhere in that seed, and it lives again. Why? It served a purpose of God, and God makes a way for it to live again.
Now, we were put here for a purpose, but we must serve that purpose: choose either death or life. So we're put here for a purpose, but we must serve that purpose. That's serving God, because we're sons and daughters of God.
Bro. Branham: The End-Time Sign Seed (62-0319)