I live close to a--to a certain organization. It's fine, wonderful people, I suppose. And a man... An old man, setting outside, waiting to be prayed for, because this minister didn't believe in prayer for the sick, I wasn't at the place at the time. The old man was waiting: storming, blowing. And because the old fellow was kind of, looked like a tramp (poor old fellow didn't have much shoes on his feet, and his old coat was all ragged and torn) and... But this minister wouldn't even let him come on the porch, get out of the rain. And I just wondered if when we get up to heaven if there's just going to be a special little place for the intellectual, and the poor and everything somewhere else. Now.
I'm afraid there's going to be a lot of disappointments at the judgment, because you know, Paul said over in Hebrews the 11th chapter, "They wandered about in sheepskins and goatskins; was destitute, and afflicted." Look at Elijah in his cave, and how that if we'd see him come to our door today, with beards all out on his face, and his bald head shining, a piece of sheepskin draped around him, we'd probably run him out of the yard, some of our intellectual brethren. That's right.
But you don't know what's beating beneath that little old skin there. See? The Holy Spirit may be tabernacled there. See? You must never do that. We must be brothers; treat a man, no matter if he's in wrong, still treat him nice. Be nice to him. If you haven't got that Spirit, then there's something wrong. Jesus was nice to those who were ugly to Him. See? You must be Christians, full of love, ready to help any race, color, creed, anywhere, any time. See? We must be that way. That's Christians. That's the way Christ would have us. And to be a Christian is to be Christ-like.
William Branham, Sermon "Putting On The Whole Armor Of God"