The Family Altar
235 Not long ago, in London, England; taking a little walk. And England is, the British Isles, are so covered with people! In England, you can’t hardly find a place, hardly, but what’s got a house on it, and they’re raising their…Like in Germany, and so forth, there they’re the old countries, and the grounds are wore out, and they got a little garden. In Germany and places like that, you don’t find, in the back yard, some nice mowed grass and a lot of trees. You find tomatoes and beans and potatoes, something to eat. They have to. And the grounds are so taken up till…
236 The little limey soldier that was taking me around, we went up over top the hill, Brother Baxter and I, and this boy. We come to a place that was a beautiful spot. There were trees, and the green grass, and everything. I thought, “Isn’t that a pretty place!” I said to this limey, I said, “Sir, I—I would like to ask you a question. I see that your island here is so covered. Why would a large space here, for several acres, a beautiful spot with trees and a valley, and everything like that, why would you leave that, and no one would ever build a house here?”
237 He said, “Reverend, I—I want to say this. About two hundred years ago, there was an epidemic of blackwater fever, broke out here in England.” And said, “They had no serum, and the people died like flies.” He said, “The wagons, they tell me, come day and night. They couldn’t even bury them. The clergymen would just come out here, once in a while, raise up his hands and pray, and go back. They throwed them all in this valley here. They couldn’t even bury them.” Said, “They died, and they died, till thousands times thousands, of children, grownups, teen-agers and everything, died. And they just took them out there, and then they just took and sprayed dirt over the top of them when the plague had ceased.”
238 And he said, “You know what?” He said, “From that day, to this, the Englishman is so sure he’ll not plant his foundations on where a thing like that once was. He’ll not plant his foundation upon things like…He’ll never set his house on a place where death laid like that.” And I stood there a little bit, and I thought. No need telling him, he wouldn’t understand it.
239 But how, in the world, that a person will face so sincerely, till, if black fever, two hundred years ago, laid on that ground, but you are so suspicious, and so concerned about you got to live a little longer, and you might take black fever if you ever planted your house there, and then you will plant your Eternal destination upon some man-made creed that died hundreds of years ago, upon some theology, theology of some church that’s been laying on a shelf for hundreds of years, not a thing, not a move of God in them, and everything else, and you will stick your name and creed, and everything, right on there, and go on living. Listen, friend, don’t you do that.
240 “Upon this rock I will build My Church, and the gates of hell can’t prevail against It. The works that I do, shall you also. Lo, I am with you, even in you, always, to the end of the world; Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today, and forever.”
241 God is a God of reality. Don’t just take a creed. Don’t just take a sensation. Take a reality! Take a real God, something that God is, a God of reality. That gives you assurance. It gives you hope. It gives you faith. It gives you the Spirit. It gives you signs. It gives you wonders. It does in you just like it did in Christ. Because, that was His purpose of coming, to bring God to man, and made God and man one.
60-0626 - The Unfailing Realities Of The Living God
Rev. William Marrion Branham