Since the mods created a thread for Branham and the poor dead preachers gets such a bad rap here.... I thought perhaps to give him some fair coverage I would begin posting some of his own words.. and let you respond to them....

I will be posting mainly his prophecies, words of knowledge and doctrinal statements for you guys to tear apart... should be fun

THanks

1962 - Testimony of a Word of Knowlege

Brother Evans here, setting right here... This man had come up to visit me, he and his wife and his children. He had a new car, all their clothes and things in it. He stopped at the Miller's Cafeteria in Louisville. And they had a ring of thieves there that was stealing cars, running them in and spraying them over, making them a title, and selling it. Oh, they just... It was terrible.

Mr. Evans, coming for hundreds of miles (about seven hundred and fifty miles from Georgia) up there, just drove in, turned off the key, and went in to eat. Come back out--car, clothes, recorder, everything he had was tore up, gone, didn't know where it was at. So there he was, hundreds of miles from home, no money, no clothes, no nothing, and a new car gone.

Well, they got with Brother Sothmann, and I believe Brother Simpson, and some of the brethren there. So finally they said, "Let us consult the Lord." So they said, "Let's go up and have Brother Branham to ask." So they come to the house.

And so, then Brother Evans, and Brother Fred, and many of them come up to the house there, four or five brethren. Brother Willie, I don't know whether you was with them that morning or not. I know Brother Fred was, and I can't remember just how many there was. And we got down before the Lord to pray.

Now, these are all ministers, I trust. All of you are believers.

Now. And Mr. Evans come in, and he said, "Brother Branham," he told me the story. I said, "Let's go to God." And we knelt down to pray. And while in prayer I... I seen a young fellow wearing a yellow shirt was in Brother Evans' car going down to Bowling Green, Kentucky, a hundred and eighteen miles below Louisville. And the Spirit (while praying) convicted him, that he was doing wrong.

He was working for this ring; he was doing wrong. And then the Spirit, the Word, holding over him in this prayer, he turned, come back.

I seen him bring the car back and park it on a certain place. I raised up and told Brother Evans about it; it'd be all right. Now, the car was stolen across the river, Louisville, Kentucky, a mile across the river, and then up at Miller's Cafeteria. It was stolen from there. And here it was brought back from Bowling Green. He had a tank of gas, half of it gone, just where the boy had drove down, drove it back around, and set it right there in the road where...

On his road right out to the trailer camp there he met it, setting right there on the road the same way.