Branham Stories


The Story Of The Two Fire Chiefs

A great fire broke loose down in Jeffersonville, here not long ago. The Pfau Army, or, the Company begin to burn down, and they sent and got the fire department. And the Jeffersonville Fire Department standing around like a boy with a little hose, the chief walking around there with a cigar like a de-horned Texas steer, walking around there saying, "Squirt a little water up here. Squirt a little water up here, boys. Come on, come on." Everybody seen he was chief. "Squirt a little water up here."

"Well," they said, "we got to get another fire department. It ain't sufficient." Sent down to Clarksville. Here they come: bang, bang, bang. Got up there, and that chief walked out. Shook hands with the other chief, doing honor one to another.
And how can you have faith, when you have honor to one another? Oh, my. Some great man, bishop, great big guy, presbyter, nothing. We are brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus. There's nothing big among us. It's what's in us that's big. It's God, the Holy Ghost in every one of us who believes. No great holy bishops and holy fathers; it's the Holy Ghost that's in the people. Yes.
So along come this Clarksville Fire Department. "Good evening, bishop." Yes, like that. The building burnt right on down.
After while they called Louisville. Brother, they had something then. I can just stand there now and see that old hook and ladder coming across there. And them going along there, saying, "Break out that window. Squirt a little water in there." When that Louisville, big trained army of fighters come up there, they swirled that truck around there in the street, brother. They cleaned off half the sidewalk when they turned. Who was at the end of the ladder? They had a power lift that throwed it up. Who was on the end of the ladder? The fire chief himself. Amen. When they... He had the hose in his hand and an axe in the other hand. Said, "Let her go." And they pulled that lever.

Who went first? The fire chief. When it hit up against the wall... He took that axe before the ladder got against the wall, and slammed it through the window. Said, "Come on, boys." Not, "Go on, boys, come on, boys." Hallelujah. That's what Christ done. The Word come, lived as a human, conquered death, hell, grave, never said, "Go on." He said, "Come on. I'm with you." The fire was out pretty soon.
That's what it is--the great Conqueror. We don't need no great intellectual giant denominations. "I belong to the biggest church in the city." Nonsense. I belong to the littlest one, but it's the One.
I've been in the Branham family for fifty-three years: never did ask me to join the family. I was borned a Branham. That's right. That's the way you're a child of God. You're borned a child of God by the new birth. A Chief leading through every battle, our great Chief leading the way back home..."

William Marrion Branham
62-0701 To Take On The Whole Armor Of God