My conversion took place on July 11, 1957. It was summer vacation and we were visiting relatives in West Virginia. They attended an Independent Pentecostal Church, so of course, we went along. On this one particular night, while sitting in the back of the church, a very unusual feeling came over me. I became emotionally broken up and wanted to cry. This was during the song service. Not wanting anyone to see me cry, I left and went outside. My cousin came outside to see what was the matter and I told him, “I do not know, I believe I’ll go home”. He encouraged me to come back inside. As I sat down in the middle of the church, still not knowing what to do, I asked someone sitting next to me, “What should I do?” He said, “Just raise your hands and ask God to forgive you of your sins.” As I did, the Spirit was so strong. I had never felt a presence like that before in my life. I asked Him and he filled me with the Holy Ghost. It was my second time to ever be in a church that I know of.

Not long after I was baptized, someone gave me a book to read called “A Man Sent From God” by Gordon Lindsay. It was my first introduction to Brother William Branham’s ministry.

At the age of seventeen I moved to Chicago where I attended various churches looking for something to satisfy that hunger inside. I began to teach Sunday school and then to preach. Also at this time, I was able to be in Brother Branham’s meetings in 1960 and in 1963. 1963 was also the year I met my wife, Linda, and married her. We both went to Brother Branham’s meeting at Lane Tech on Western Avenue. The date was August 3, 1963. It will be a day I will never forget. My wife and I both witnessed the Supernatural manifest.

Right after that, I was holding a meeting in Charleston, West Virginia as a young minister. I was sincerely praying, asking what direction I should go. One night I had a dream: There stood Brother Branham beside an octagon sign that had no letters on it. Octagon always means “STOP”. He was standing with the Bible under his right arm. I immediately came back to Chicago where someone said to me, “Do you know God sent a prophet?” The scales were already falling off my eyes as I began to look in the scriptures such as Amos 3:7, Revelation 10:7, Luke 17:30, Malachi 4:5 and many more. I began to realize, like the disciple on the road to Emmaus, “Did not our hearts burn within us as we walked along the way?”
Hebrews 13:8: Jesus Christ the same yesterday, today and forever.

God Bless You,
Bro. Larry Harrah