Good Bread that Never Spoils

I was reflecting on the train this morning how I would be entirely ignorant about God if He hadn't sent a prophet. Specifically, I was reflecting on the seven church age messengers. We might have guessed that Paul was the first messenger, but most would have chosen Polycarp over Iraneus. And what about Martin and Columba? And even if we could have guessed right, we would not have known we were right.

Without the Message I could never know what I believe is right. I could never what I believe, for that matter.

Who could have ever attempted to guess what the original sin was? Or what sin is? Or who God is? The way to be baptized? What the Holy Ghost is? What heaven is like? What Eve looked like?

And on and on. Like, for example...

The Catholic Encyclopedia says that the priests ate stale shewbread. Which seems perfectly logical. You leave bread out for a week and it's gonna get stale.

The twelve loaves were to be renewed every Sabbath; fresh, hot loaves taking the place of the stale loaves, which belonged "to Aaron and his sons, that they may eat them in the holy place" (Leviticus 24:8, 9. Cf. 1 Chronicles 23:29; Matthew 12:4, etc.).

But Bro. Branham said:

The Shekinah Glory manifests Him. It brings forth the Word of promise, right out to you. That's the reason that He had to veil Moses' face, because in him was the Word. He veiled Jesus, as a humble little Man, to keep them from seeing Jehovah. And He veils Hisself today, in earthen vessels, with the Shekinah. The outside looks like a bunch of holy-rollers, old badger skins, but the inside hides the Shekinah Glory.

And It ripens the Shewbread that we feast on, and drive across the country for, hundreds of miles, see. It's the believers' Food. It's only for a believer. Remember, the Shewbread was only for the believer only, see, Shewbread Seed. Notice. What does it do? That Shekinah Glory, over the Shewbread, kept It from spoiling.
The Unveiling of God 64-0614M