The first preacher that ever gets a child is a mother. There's four, five Gospels: Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, and mother. And a mother should be a Spirit filled woman, who can teach her children, and teach them to pray and to know about God, and so forth.
Brother Branham said they were the backbone of our nation. If there is any time in history that a godly mother should be cherished, it is today. Our appreciation and love for our mother should not just be a single day in the year, but every day.
In honor of Mother’s Day, we have taken an article from the Herald of Faith, May 1956, about a very special mother, and a helpmate to the prophet of God, Sister Branham. The following article was written by a close associate and friend of Brother Branham, Brother Joseph Boze.
May God Bless all the mothers, not just on this Mother’s Day, but each and every day.
On the front page of this issue of the Herald of Faith is a picture of a beautiful young mother and her little son. Shown is Mrs. William Branham and her son Joseph, who was born on May 19 last year.
When considering what to portray for Mother’s Day, I could think of nothing more appropriate or that would be more appreciated than this picture of Mrs. Branham.
She is the finest type of a young woman. She does not want publicity, but faithfully supports her husband, the great man of God, Rev. William Branham, as he fulfills his prophetic and divine healing ministry.
The constant pressure under which Rev. Branham works is hard to be understood by others than those who are closest to him. There is no privacy. Immediately upon returning home after being in campaigns, he finds people crowding around his house and yard, waiting to see him. The telephone rings almost incessantly, and these conditions exist whether Rev. Branham is at home or away.
It is not hard to understand what strain this places upon Mrs. Branham. Most people would be tempted to send people away, to be harsh when speaking to them on the telephone and for any of the many other things she is called upon to do, but not so with Mrs. Branham. She is like an angel in the home, moving sweetly and majestically among the people, willing to help, even when her patience must be strained to the utmost. She answers the telephone in the same sweet way, never showing by the tone of her voice that she is under a strain.
She is indeed a helpmeet for Brother Branham, always encouraging him to move in God’s perfect will, to be in meetings either in his country or in foreign countries, even though this leaves her understandably very lonesome, and having the care of the three small children, two older than Joseph.
On this Mother’s Day, I deem it only proper to pay respect to this young, beautiful, humble, unselfish woman, the wife of our great friend, Rev. William Branham.
I also pay respect to all of our Mothers. What would our homes be and our ministries, without these dear wives at home, who give everything without asking return for the sacrifices and hard work. May the gracious blessing of the Lord be theirs on this Mother’s Day and throughout the year.
