People look at peace as an
emotion. But peace is
not an emotion; peace is a position.
Peace is relationship. Peace is where you’re
standing with God.
He wants you to find that
position of peace in Him so that no matter what’s going on around
you, no matter what others are doing, you are
determined.
I don’t care what
you’re going through this morning, I don’t care how hot the battle
is or how hard the trial is, there’s going to be a people in the
house that will overcome, that’ll press through, that’ll
make it all the way to the end.
But I’m telling
you, you’ve got to get your eyes off of each other. Get your eyes on
Jesus and press toward Christ with everything that is within
you. And don’t
you smite your chest with religion. That’s what the enemy wants
us to do. He wants us
to smite our chests and say, “I’m more spiritual than you. I’m more righteous than
you.” That’s the leaven
of the Pharisees and the
Sadducees.

I’m determined,
brother. God knows
what it takes to keep me going. I just wish you
could see the finish line.
All I can do is try to faithfully relate
to you what has happened in my own life. But wouldn’t it be
wonderful if I could point at that wall, or touch you on your head,
and you could see what I’m seeing.
I've got news for
you. There’s not a
person in this house that wouldn’t change some things. I knew immediately, without
anybody telling me, without any preacher preaching to me, that
there were things I had to change. Because
I saw myself differently than I see myself
now.
I didn’t see myself physically different,
but I knew there were things different about me. I saw myself. I looked around and I saw
people differently, some physically.
But I saw some other things through the
Spirit. I could
see there were great changes made. And so that gives me
hope. I saw
you near the finish line.
Hallelujah.
If you’re trying
to run this race by yourself, you’ve already lost before you
started. But if
you’ll depend on Him, He’ll take you
through.
Now let me tell you something. You can’t gripe and make
people change. You
can’t fuss at them and make them change. You can’t mistreat them and
make them change. You can’t
pull yourself away and make them change. The only thing that
can change people is the same power to transform that changed you
- God’s
power. He can
transform lives.
Your job is
to live solid, to stand firm in righteousness and not to
compromise.
And when you’re in a situation where you need to speak
up, you can do it in love.
But you need to speak up. There are times that we just
flat out need to speak up. I have to do that sometimes. Amen.
"Press the Battle! Keep Going! Keep
Going!"
In a message in Jeffersonville,
Indiana, on May 15, 1960 called “The Rejected King,”
Bro. William Branham shared a spiritual experience he had
had. Pastor Shelley
said that it was slightly similar to the experience he had just
had. Here is a slightly edited version
(for readability) of what Bro. Branham
shared:
And I raised up on my pillow, as many of you people have
done, put my head upon the headboard of the bed and put my hands
behind me. I was laying there like this, and I said,
"Well, I just wonder what it will be on the other
side. I am already fifty, and I haven't done nothing
yet. If I could only do something to help the Lord. For
I know I won't be mortal. Half of my time is gone, at least,
or more than half. If I live to be as old as my people, still
half my time is gone."
And I looked around and I was laying there fixing to get
up. It was about seven o'clock. I said, "I believe I'll
go down to church this morning if I am hoarse. I'd like to
hear Brother Neville preach." So I said, "Are you awake,
honey?" And she was sleeping very
soundly.
And I don't want you to miss this.
It has changed me. I can't be the same Brother Branham
that I was.
And I looked, and I heard something kept saying,
"You're just starting. Press the
battle! Just keep
pressing!"
I shook my head a minute and then I thought,
"Well, I'm probably just thinking like this. You know, a
person can get some imaginations." And I said, "I just
probably imagined that."
It said, "Press
the battle! Keep going! Keep
going!"
And I said, "Maybe I said it."
And I put my lips within my teeth and put my
hand over my mouth, and there it come again. It said,
"Just keep pressing! If you only
knew what was at the end of the road!"
And seemed like I could hear Graham Snelling, or
somebody, that sing that song like this. They sings it
here, Anna Mae and all of you all:

I am homesick and blue, and I want to see
Jesus;
I would like to hear those sweet harbor bells chime;
It
would brighten my path and would vanish all fears;
Lord, let me look past the curtain of
time.
You've heard it sang here at the
church.
And I heard something say, "Would you like to see just beyond the
curtain?"
I said, "It would help me so
much." And I looked, and in just a moment, one breath, I'd
come into a little place that's slanted. I looked
back, and there I was laying on the bed. And I said,
"This is a strange thing."
Now, I would not want you to repeat this. This is
before my church, or my sheep that I am pastoring.
Whether it was I was in this body or out, whether it was a
translation . . . It wasn't like any vision I ever
had. I could look there, and I could look
here.
And when I hit that little place, I never seen
so many people come running, screaming, "Oh, our precious
brother." And I looked, and young women, maybe in
their early twenties (eighteen to twenty), they were throwing their
arms around me and screaming, "Our precious
brother."
Here come young men in the brilliance of young
manhood, and their eyes glistening and looking like stars on a
darkened night, their teeth as white as pearl, and they were
screaming, and grabbing me, and screaming, "Oh, our precious
brother."
And I stopped and I looked, and I was
young. I looked back at my old body laying there with
my hands behind my head. I said, "I don't understand
this." And these young women throwing their arms around me . .
.
Now, I do realize this is a mixed audience, and I say
this with the sweetness and with the mellowness of the Spirit.
Men cannot put your arm around women without a human
sensation. But it wasn't there. There was no
yesterday nor tomorrow. They didn't get
tired.
I never seen such pretty women in all my life. They
had hair way down to their waistline, long skirts to their feet, and
they were just a hugging me. It wasn't a hug like even my own
sister setting there would hug me. They were not kissing me,
and I was not kissing them. It was something that I
have not got the vocabulary, I haven't got the words to
say. Perfection wouldn't touch it. Superb
wouldn't even touch it nowhere. It was something that I never
. . . You just have to be there.
And I looked this a way and that way, and they
were coming by the thousands. And I said, "Now, I
don't understand this." I said, "Why, they . .
."
And here come
Hope. That was my first wife. She
run and never said, "My husband." She said, "My
precious brother." And when she hugged me, there was
another woman standing there that'd hugged me. And then
Hope hugged this woman, and each one . . .
And I thought, "Oh, this has to be something
different. It can't be. There's something . .
." I thought, "Oh, would I ever want to go back to that old
carcass again?" I looked around there and I thought, "What is
this?" And I looked real good, and I said, "I can't understand
this." But Hope seemed to be like a guest of honor. She was no
different but just like a guest of honor.
And I heard a voice then that spoke to me that was in the
room. It said, "This is what you preached was the Holy
Ghost. This is perfect love.
And nothing can enter here without it."
I am more determined than ever in my life that it
takes perfect love to enter
there.
There was no jealousy. There was no
tiredness. There was no death. Sickness could never be
in there. Mortality could never make you old. And
they could not cry. It was just one joy, "Oh, my precious
brother."
And they took me up and set me up on a
great big high place. And I thought, "I am not
dreaming. I'm looking back at my body laying down there on the
bed." And they set me up there, and I said, "Oh, I shouldn't
set up here."
And here come women and men from both sides
just in the bloom of youth, screaming. And one woman was standing
there, and she screamed, "Oh, my precious brother. Oh, we are
so happy to see you here."
I said, "I don't understand this."
And then that voice that was speaking from
above me said, "You know, it is written
in the Bible that the prophets were gathered with their
people."
And I said, "Yes, I remember that in the
Scriptures."
Said, "Why, this
is when you will gather with your
people."
I said, "Then they'll be real, and I can feel
them."
"Oh,
yes."
I said, "But there's
millions. There's not that many Branhams."
And that voice said, "They're not Branhams; them's your
converts. That's the ones that you've led to
the Lord." And said, "Some of them women there that you think
are so beautiful were better than ninety years old when you led them
to the Lord. No wonder they're screaming, 'Our precious
brother.'"
And they screamed all at once, "If you
hadn't have went, we wouldn't be here."
I looked around and I thought, "Well, I don't get
it." I said, "Oh, where is Jesus? I
want to see Him so bad."
They said, "Now, He's just a little
higher, right up that way." Said, "Someday He will
come to you." You see? Said, "You were sent for a
leader. And God will come, and when He does, He'll
judge you according to what you taught them, first, whether
they go in or not. We'll go in according to your
teaching."
I said, "Oh, I'm so glad. Did Paul, does
he have to stand like this? Does Peter have to stand like
this?"
"Yes."
I said, "Then I've preached every word
that they preached. I never divvied from it one side
to the other. Where they baptized in the Name of Jesus Christ,
I did, too. Where they taught the baptism of the Holy Ghost, I did,
too. Whatever they taught, I did, too."
And them people screamed and said, "We
know that, and we know we're going with you someday back to
earth." Said, "Jesus will come, and you'll be judged
according to the Word that you preached us. And then, if you
are accepted at that time, which you will be, then you will
present us to Him as your trophies of your ministry." Said,
"You will guide us to Him, and all
together we'll go back to the earth to live
forever."
I said, "Do I have to return back
now?"
"Yes, but keep
pressing on!"
I looked, and I could see the people, just as far as I
could see, still coming, wanting to hug me, screaming, "Our precious
brother."

Just then, a voice said, "All that you ever loved and all that ever loved you,
God has given you here." And I looked and here
come my old dog come walking up. Here come
my horse and laid his head up over my shoulder and
nickered.
Said, "All that you ever loved, and all that
ever loved you, God has given them into your hands through your
ministry."
And I felt myself move from that beautiful
place. And I looked around. I said, "Are you awake,
honey?" She was still asleep, and I thought, "Oh God, oh help
me, oh God. Never let me compromise with one
word. Let me stay right straight on that Word and
preach it. I don't care what comes
or goes, what anybody does, how many Sauls, sons of
Kish rise, how many this, that, or the other, let me, Lord, press to that
place.
All fear of death . . . I say this with
my Bible before me this morning. I've got a little boy there
four years old to be raised. I've got a nine-year-old girl and
a teenager that I'm thankful for, that's turned the way of the
Lord. God, let me live to bring them up in the admonition of
God.
Above that, the whole world seems to scream to me.
Ninety-year-old women and men and all kinds scream, "If you
hadn't have went, we wouldn't been here." And, God, let me press the battle.
But if it comes to dying, I am no more . . . It would be a
joy, it would be a pleasure, to enter from this corruption and
disgrace.
If I could make it up yonder, one hundred
billion miles high, a square block . . . and that's perfect love. Each
step this way, it narrows until we get down to where we are
now. It would be just merely a shadow of corruption, that
little something that we can sense and feel that there's something
somewhere; we don't know what it is.
Oh, my precious friend, my beloved, my
darlings of the Gospel, my begotten children unto God, listen to me,
your pastor. I wish there was some way I could explain it
to you. There's no words. I couldn't find it. It's
not found anywhere. But just beyond this last breath
is the most glorious thing that you ever . . . There
is no way to explain it. There's no way. I just can't do
it.
But whatever you do,
friends, lay aside everything else till you get perfect
love. Get to a spot that you can love everybody,
every enemy, everything else. That one visit there to me has
made me a different man. I can never, never, never be
the same Brother Branham that I was.
Whether the planes are rocking, whether lightning's a
flashing, whether the spies has a gun on me, whatever it is,
it doesn't matter. I'm
going to press the battle by the grace of God while
I preach the Gospel to every creature and every person that I can,
persuading them to that beautiful land yonder. It may seem
hard; it may take a lot of
strength.
I don't know how much longer. We don't
know. Physically speaking, the doctor, from my examination the
other day, said, "You've got twenty-five years of hard, good life.
You're solid." That helped me. But, oh, that wasn't
it. That isn't it. It's something within here.
This corruption has got to put on incorruption; this mortal's got to
put on immortality.
Sons of Kish may rise. All the good things they do,
I have nothing evil to say against it: giving to the poor and to
charity. And you remember, why, Samuel told Saul, "You'll also
prophesy." And many of those men are great mighty preachers,
can preach the Word like archangels, but still it wasn't God's
will. God was to be their King.
And brother, sister, you let the Holy Spirit lead
you. Let us bow our heads just a
moment.