We lost our youngest son, Eddie, in 1951, in the Korean War. He was just twenty-one years old, and had been married about a year, and had a six-week-old baby. That was so hard for us to understand. We wondered why the Lord couldn't have taken one of us instead. And I was worried about whether or not he was truly saved.
The military funeral for Eddie was held in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, and Brother Branham was there, along with several very high-ranking Army officers. The Army chaplain had the service, and Brother Branham prayed at the funeral home and at the gravesite. Then he made himself acquainted with all the military men, talked to them and shook hands with them. He had such a way of talking to people, no matter who they were, that was like no one I ever met before. He was the greatest man, even amongst great men.
A few weeks after the funeral, Brother Branham and I were on our way to Brother George Wright's farm, which was about 35 miles out in the country. Brother Branham really loved the Wright family, and we would go out there quite often, to fellowship with them and to go rabbit or squirrel hunting.
On this particular day, we were riding in my station wagon and I was driving when all of a sudden I began to feel real light-headed, and a strange feeling came over me. I though that I was going to be sick, or even faint, so I started to tell Brother Branham I was going to have to pull off the road and stop. But as I started to say this, he spoke up and said to me, "Brother Roy, I've got something I want to tell you. The Holy Spirit has wanted me to tell you this. You've been worried about your son, Eddie, that got killed. You're worried whether or not he's saved. You're causing yourself to have an ulcer, Brother Roy. Just quit worrying about him because he's all right and he will be there on that day."
And then he said, "I see you when you were lying on a stretcher over there in France in 1944, when you were wounded. I see the wounds in your right arm and both legs. The nerves were severed in your legs and your right arm was just barely attached to your body. They lay you out on a stretcher there with another soldier, and they thought you were dying. But the Lord had something for you to do later."
I had never said anything about this to him, but Brother Branham saw it all in a vision and told me every detail.
And then he said, "I see you when you were lying on a stretcher over there in France in 1944, when you were wounded. I see the wounds in your right arm and both legs. The nerves were severed in your legs and your right arm was just barely attached to your body. They lay you out on a stretcher there with another soldier, and they thought you were dying. But the Lord had something for you to do later."
I had never said anything about this to him, but Brother Branham saw it all in a vision and told me every detail.
Words of Roy Roberson from the Only Believe Magazine
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