(September 12, 2017 at 11:27 pm)Astreja Wrote:(September 12, 2017 at 10:14 pm)Huggy74 Wrote: There is one major flaw with your theory (besides the fact that it's pure speculation), It ignores the testimony of people the saw it with their own eyes...
Gullible it is, then. Nothing that a decent stage magician couldn't have pulled off.
For what purpose?
Let me get this straight, somehow we have a guy who pastors a church and worked a full time job because he refused to take an offering for 17 years of his ministering career, and being a single father on top of that (first wife died in her late teens - early 20's), but somehow found the time to practice magic on top of it all.
Hows that for critical thought...
Quote:I started to take up an offering, one time in my life. I guess you heard about it. I—I started to take an offering. We just got in such a fix, till I almost had to have. I—I had some debts, and I was working. I took my hat and poured out my paycheck, and we just couldn't make it. And I never did take an offering at the Tabernacle. I pastored seventeen years, without a penny. And I said to the wife, I said, "We, we've just got to. I'm going over and take an offering."
She said, "I'm going to watch you, see." See? She goes over and sits down.
And that night, after… They're lovely people. Bless their hearts. I said, "I—I kind of hate to say this." I said, "I've been with you a long time. I never did ask you for anything," I said, "but I—I got some bills I got to meet. I need about six dollars." And I said, "I—I just haven't got it. I just haven't got it, and it's due," and I said, "Saturday. And I—I just haven't got it to pay." And I said, "If you all, any of you that have about a dime," I said, "if you would help a little on, I'd appreciate it." And—and everybody started to cry. There was an old woman sitting down there… And the deacon got up, and we didn't even have a collection plate, and I—I said, "You can get my hat." And went and got my hat.
And I looked down there. And a little old sister is always praying for me, she had a… One of these old-fashion southern mother that had one of these little… the little pocketbooks that snaps at the top. She unsnapped that, and, oh, my! I looked at that. I couldn't a spent that for nothing. I said, "I—I was just teasing. I wanted to see what you was going to say. I didn't really mean that." I couldn't do it. That's the closest I ever come to taking an offering. See?
63-1115 - The World Is Falling Apart
Rev. William Marrion Branham