THE WILLIAM MARRION BRANHAM
January 26, 1966
Brother Branham And Bro. Roy BordersEulogy To God's Messenger
By: Bro. Roy Borders
Thank you, Brother Williams. I would like to read a scripture
from Luke 12:42, before I make a few little remarks, this evening.
"And the Lord said, Who then is that faithful and wise
steward, whom his lord shall make ruler over his household,
to give them their portion of meat in due season?"
There are so many things that could be said on this particular
occasion, that we have set aside as a Memorial service for this great
servant of the Lord Jesus Christ, Brother Branham. Time being so
important, it is hard to put into a few words just what is way down
deep in the heart.
For eighteen or nineteen years I have followed Brother Branham around the country wherever he went. If I had the money to get there, I tried to be there. Since 1959, I have been his manager,
and have worked as closely as I possibly could with this man of God.
I was thinking of the theme verse that we have used for many
years: "Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and today, and for ever."
(Hebrews 13:8) Not a God of yesterday only, or just for today, but
He remains the unchangeable God, that we have heard our brother
refer to year after year, and time after time. I believe He is
now standing present with us in this very building. The Word says
that wherever two or three are gathered together in His name, He
would be there in the midst of them.
That Word that has been delivered to us so faithfully-the
Lord Jesus Christ-stands ready to stand behind it and confirin it,
for the hour is at hand, and His appearing draweth nigh.
I followed Brother Branham's ministry as closely as I knew
how to follow it. Many times I saw hiin pray for people who were
in an absolutely impossible condition to be helped, and yet the Lord
raised them up. From my own personal experience in knowing the
prayers of this man of God, on two different occasions I would have
died, except that the Lord heard this man's prayer. Because of that
finished work of the Lord Jesus Christ, I stand as a witness today,
with a testimony that it is the truth. I am so grateful for the Lord.
A memorial could not be long enough, expensive enough, or great
enough, to represent the great etemal work that has borne witness
in the hearts of God's people, even among those present here tonight.
He was a very strange, peculiar, and unusual man; yet the life
of every man of God whoever stood still long enough and heard the
Word of the Lord, was peculiar and strange also. He represented
the Lord Jesus Christ.
As we think of Brother Branham tonight, I might just title my
remarks, "Who was this man?"
I think of Abraham, who one day had a Visitor, Who came
down and stood before him and told him the secret of his heart.
He referred to and spoke to Sarah, telling her about her own condition
He said that one day she would have a son, even according
to the tiine of life.
This man of God, who stood in this hall, has likewise revealed
the secrets of the hearts and told men things that no other man knew,
but the Lord Jesus Christ. I would like to ask you, "Who was this
I think of John the Baptist. (How great that man was.) He
was a lover of the wilderness.
I think of this servant of Christ that we are having this memorial
for tonight. How perfectly typical he was, in every way. Brother
Branham, like John the Baptist, was a lover of the wilds. He was
one who hated sin, iniquity, and anything that bound up God's
people. He hated all kinds of irnmoral life. He was one who spoke
out harshly against the church of the Lord Jesus Christ when they
would tolerate or allow their women to corrupt themselves, with the
evil imagination of the world. He was one who stood there, like
John the Baptist, as a bright light.
They asked John one day, "Are you the One that is supposed
John said, "I am only the voice of one crying in the wilderness
'prepare ye the way of the Lord'."
I would like to call to your remembrance these things. I would
like to ask you, "Who was this man who was in our midst?" A man
that could have been rich, and yet for your sake and mine, he laid
aside all those things. He drove a borrowed car, wore a suit on his
back and shoes on his feet that someone else had given him. Even
the food on the table was often provided by someone else. Yet, he
could have been a millionaire, with gifts that he could have received.
Who was this man? A man that was uneducated, as far as
world standards were concerned, and yet teachers and wise men
would sit at his feet to learn. He challenged any theologian to come
and question him on the stand that he took in this Word of God.
I would like to ask, "Who was this man that we are having a
memorial for tonight?" Unannounced, and yet there are few who
have been in a Pentecostal meeting that did not know something
about this man, William Branham. Brother Joseph Mattsson-Boze,
one daywhile making a flight across Africa, went up into the cockpit
pit and talked to the pilot. He happened to mention that he knew
William Branham, and asked if the pilot had ever heard of him.
The pilot said, "There isn't a man in Africa that doesn't know that
man!" Unannounced, but yet heralding the voice of the Lord around
the world, which is "Thus saith the Lord."
Who is this man we are having a memorial for tonight?
Many have called for him to pray for them. Kings of the earth have
sent telegrams for him to come, and he has gone to them, laid hands
upon them, and they have been healed. Congressmen in this land
of ours were raised up according to "Thus saith the Lord." He has
had appointments with leaders and men of renown in far off coun-
tries. Why was it that they called upon him for his advice, council,
and prayers? What was it that they saw in hiin? It was something
that the people of this land don't recognize today!
Who was this man? Some called him "a great man". Some
say, "He's the Messiah." Some say, "He is a prophet." Some say,
"He is the star that is shining bright." Some say, "He is an angel to
the church." Others say, "He is a mind reader, a false prophet."
Never did he enter a building to speak to large crowds, nor did he
ever talk to an individual, but what he demanded that they form an
opinion of what was "Thus saith the Lord" in that Word of God.
Every man was called upon to form some sort of opinion.
What sort of a man is this that we are speaking of tonight?
His birth was announced by a pillar of fire hovering over that little
crib, before young parents that didn't even know God. He bore
witness to that same pillar of fire all during his life. Many have
seen it with their own eyes. Yet those of us that haven't, have heard
them bear witness that what he said was the truth. During these
visitations we have seen him stand on the platform and reveal the
secrets of the heart.
My own hand is raised that all things he ever told me were
exactly the truth. Never was one thing added, neither was there one
thing taken away; but it was perfect. I have never at anytime seen
anyone acknowledge differently that what he told them was the truth.
it was perfect in every respect. That is right.
This is not the work of a man. This is the work of the Lord
Jesus Christ, being manifest to the church in these closing days.
That same pillar of fire that was with him at his birth, also
bore witness when he said he wanted to leave this "pesthouse" and
go over into that other land. He said that he wanted to put his sword
back into its sheath, take off his helmet and lay it down, place his
Bible beside it, and shove off across that river, screaming aloud,
"Lord, I'm coming home!" That is where he has gone.
Many brethren witnessed at the time of his death how that
even the moon dipped gently on the horizon. Its color was blood red.
Two stars fell in the very direction of the hospital where he lay.
All during those six dark days, there was not a sign of the sun.
Yet at that very moment that we began to sing the song, "On the
wings of a snow white dove, God sent His pure, sweet love; a sign
from above. . . . " the sun broke through the clouds, in that glowing
amber color of the pillar of fire, that he witnessed to us would come.
Even the stars of the heavens witnessed to this sad time. A
bright star (I do not know if it was the North Star), but before our
very eyes, it would dim and then brighten up, and then dim again,
and finally disappear, only to return to the scene. It was seen in
other places, in fact all over the country. There were signs in the
heavens. that is right.
Even at his funeral, we were able to look directly into that sun
and see the different colors. It seemed as though a great disk hung in
front of it.
God was trying to show his people that there had been an un-
usual man in our midst. I wonder if we have heard what he said?
Who is this man of God, whose birth and death were declared by
Brother Branham wrote additional words to the song, "Snow
White Dove", just before he passed on. It was a song of commemoration,
pointing to something that was going to take place, typifying
the suffering that he would soon experience. I want to read
it to you.
"Though I have suffered in many a way,
cried for mercy, both night and day."
(Six long days!)
"But faith wasn't forgotten by the Father above,
He sent down His sign on the wings of a dove."
Who was this man of whom we bear witness tonight? What
was this great ministry? I would like to personally testify to this
man of God, as one who stood in his presence, and beheld the works
of the Lord. As the Queen of Sheba said to Solomon,
thy servants, which stand continually before thee, and that bear thy
wisdom." (I Kings 10:8)
I am one of those blessed ones.
I would like to refer you to the Word of God. Men may have opinions of the Word, but the only thing we really can stand on is "Thus saith the Lord." The Word of God foretold that these days
would come, and I believe it with all my heart. Malachi 4:5 says:
"Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before
the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord:
And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children,
and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come
and smite the earth with a curse."
"And unto the angel of the church of the Laodiceans write;"
There has to be an angel for it. This is that Laodicean age, the seventh are, and all men realize we are right at the end.
"But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel,
when he shall begin to sound, the mystery of God should
be finished, as he hath declared to hiv servants the prophets."
Not all men's hearts have been turned back to God. Not all mysteries
have been answered to every man's heart, but to those who
will hunger and thirst after righteousness, they shall hear, they shall
know, and they shall understand. Their confidence shall be in
that God Whose testimony we have that He is the same yesterday,
today, and for ever.
We might build great buildings or monuments in honor of
this messenger. We might name our children after this man of God.
We may say great things and use wonderful words of praise, lauding
him to the skies. But all of this is empty unless we heed the Word
that he has given unto us unless we heed them with all of our hearts.
If our eyes have beheld and our ears have heard his Word, then we
will take heart, and we will take courage; for we are not left without
the Word of the Lord that he has brought to us by the revelation
of the Holy Spirit.
Yes, he was more than a prophet. If we really believe, we will
walk in all the light of the gospel. He has announced and said.
"Judgment will come to Califomia!" Those that really believe will
flee for their life just like our Brother McHughes, who sold his
church and moved the whole congregation out of California. I believe
that is the greatest memorial he could ever have.
When we see (like we see tonight) women with long hair,
their faces clean, and properly dressed, this is the greatest kind of
memorial we could give to this man of God. When you flee from
your denomination and then band together as a church of Jesus
Christ, this is a great memorial to this man of God.
This is the last message the church will receive, and we have
received it. The Word has been given. It is up to you and I to live
it, to ripen in the sunshine of that Son of God. To believe and live
the message brought by Brother Branham is the kind of memorial
that he would want. This is a worthy memorial to a man that loved
God first, the people next, and his family third.
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