The Family Altar
27 ... I went in, my brother said to me, said, “If you’ll go get the sugar, I’ll get the cracker.”
I said, “All right.”
Mother and Dad was hoeing in the garden. And I went in and got a big handful, enough for both of us. I was walking out with that; you can’t even look straight when you’re telling a lie, you know. So I walking along like that, down along the garden, only way I had to get out. And dad turned around, said, “Where you going, William?”
I said, “Sir?”
He said, “Where you going?”
I said, “I’m—I’m going down at the barn.”
And he said, “What you got in your hand?”
And I thought, “Oh, oh.” I changed; I said, “Which hand?” You know.
“Come here.” Oh, my. I didn’t want no more sugar for a long time. Sure tasted good, though. I’m talking about the sugar, yet. Well, when my father gave us a whipping, he had a—a razor strap made out of a piece of belt leather. Oh, my. I’d…
And he had up over the door, the Golden Rule, and it had all Ten Commandments on it. It was out of hickory. A limb about that long, you know, with them ten branches out on it. We got our education out in the woodshed, just running around Dad as hard as we could go like that.
Listen, if we had some more dads like that we’d be better off. Amen. That’s right, instead of appeasing your child and giving him fifty cents to go to the picture show on Sunday afternoon. That’s right.
51-0722A - Life Story
Rev. William Marrion Branham