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Orland Walker

Rev. Orland Walker was a Latter Rain and Word of Faith evangelist whose connection to William Branham became significant through the dream Branham used to frame his final revival ambitions and failed Israel prophecy. Active in the same Oregon revival environment where Branham held Latter Rain conventions, Walker later became associated with Branham's claim that he would "ride this trail once more," a dramatic dream image Branham connected to an anticipated future ministry campaign and his belief that he would reach and "save" Israel before his death. Branham's death in 1965 rendered both the prophecy and the dream unfulfilled, making Walker's account an important example of how visions, dreams, and prophetic symbolism were used to sustain Branham's end-time persona even when the predicted outcomes never occurred.

Rev. Orland Walker was a "faith healer" and evangelist that participated in the Latter Rain movement.  He was also involved with the Word of Faith movement started by Kenneth Hagin.  In the late 1940s during the early stages of the Latter Rain and Voice of Healing Revivals, Walker conducted services at the Paramount Full Gospel Church in Springfield, near Eugene, OR where Branham held Latter Rain conventions.  He was the father of Gerald Lee Walker, the legal expert that Sarah Branham asked to consult when she began the process to sue several of the cult leaders and/or their familes.

When William Branham began preparing for the upcoming revival tours for his Israel prophecy, the theme was introduced using the description of a dream described by Walker.  In the dream, Branham said, "I'll ride this trail once more", which Branham continued to mention as part of the upcoming revival tour.  Branham's death in 1965, however, rendered both the prophecy and the dream innacurate.  Branham claimed that he would "save the whole nation of Israel"[1] before he died.[2]

Well, as soon as the man walked in, five minutes? He said, “I am Rev. Walker,” I think his name was, “from Oregon.” I think he’s a some other denomination, I don’t know, Presbyterian, Presbyterian something. He said, “I met you about twenty years ago. I come down to Grants Pass where you…” Not Grants Pass, but I forget the name of the place. “There,” said, “whole country, headlines in the paper every morning.” Said, “Everybody knew about it.” Said, “I couldn’t even get to the building where you was at, but I seen you go up. And one day, on the street, I walked up,” said, “four or five man around you, and I shook your hand. And you…I told you I was Brother Walker, and you told me who you was.” Said, “We passed a couple words, and then three or four big man with you just pushed you on.” He said, “I wasn’t your critic, and I wasn’t for you.” He said, “I just didn’t understand.” He said, “It went on that way for a few years, and after while,” said, “I…a man told me to come listen to some tapes, about three years ago.” And said, “The man played the tapes. And, when he did,” he said, “I heard him talk.” And said, “This man believed that you was a—a prophet. I said, I told the man, ‘I don’t know about those things; might be, for all I know.’” So, said, “Then another man moved into our town, had a meeting, and I met him. And he said, ‘I’m God’s prophet for this day.’” He said, “‘How many of you guys are there, anyhow?’ Said, ‘I—I—I hear where a man down here is listening to tapes, said, “William Branham, back in the east, was a prophet of the day,” and things like that.’” He said, “This man…” I ain’t going to call his name, ’cause it don’t sound right, here, you see. “And he said, ‘I know William Branham,’ said, ‘but he’s all false in his Doctrine.’ Said, ‘He isn’t Pentecostal; he doesn’t believe in initial evidence.’ And said, ‘Another thing, he says there is major and minor prophets. There is no such a thing.’ Said, ‘You’re a prophet or not a prophet, and that’s all.’” He said, “‘Well, mister, I’m…didn’t argue with you about it. I just said I heard this man say that this man, William Branham…and that this man claimed that he was a prophet.’” Said, “‘I just wondered how many there was.’” “He said, ‘But I want you to know this. I’m the prophet of this age.’” He said, “‘Well, you are?’” Said, “‘The Lord bless you and be with you.’” He went on, never paid any attention to it. And said he started on, amongst his brethren, a series of three or four meetings. And he went down to the post office, said, “Don’t—don’t change my mail. Leave it here till I come back, about four or five days later.” “All right,” they said. They put a ticket up there, not to change it. He went down and seen his daughter. And on the road out, he—he stopped at a church. And he had that night’s meeting. The next morning, he said he just happened to think, “Go get general delivery.” And when he did, one letter had creeped through the post office and got to his daughter; his daughter sent there, general delivery. And he opened it up. And said it was a man, Mr. Hildebrandt, which is a friend of mine, that had been the man playing the tapes. Said Mr. Hildebrandt had a word from Roy Borders (and that’s one of the managers, you know), that I was going to hold a meeting back here, for from the twenty-eighth through the first, come back and see for himself. He said, “Now, looky here, them guys trying to pull me in something like that!” See? And he just flipped the letter over in the wastebasket, and went on, see, like that. Went on in and held that meeting that night. And the next morning… Then he started holding his heart, to crying, right there in the room. He said, “Mr. Branham, I realize I got to stand before God.” He said, “I don’t know whether I was asleep or what happened.” He said, “I dreamed. I’m going to say I was asleep and I dreamed.” Said, “I thought my son, in the market, stuck his hand in a—a sack.” And said, “When he did, it was a sack of apples, and they all turned over.” Said, “When I went to pick them up, they was all green apples with one bite taken out of them.” Said, “I was picking them up, put them back in the sack.” Said, “Some of them rolled out, and rolled down, so I went to try to get them, and under…on the grass.” And said, “They rolled under one of these chain-lock fences. And there was a big super highway run in there. I looked back east, and,” he said, “the—the—the chain was hooked against a—a big rock back in the east. And I went back there, and thought I’d let this chain down, then go over and get the apples for the man.” Said, “I started to let the chain down.” Said, “A voice shook the whole earth.” Said, “The earth shook, from under my feet.” And said, “After it quit shaking, I heard a voice.” And said, “Brother Branham, it was your voice,” said, “I knowed; there was something said that.” Said—said, “It said, ‘I’ll ride this trail once more!’” And said, “I started looking up the rock, like this, and looked on, in a past the clouds. And way up there, standing on a rock that reached from the east to the west, in a pointed shape like that, like a pyramid, run back here to the east, and,” said, “there you were standing there, on a horse that I never seen anything like it in my life; great white horse, white mane hanging down.” And said, “You was dressed like an Indian chief, with all the things the Indians use.” Said, “He had a breastplate; them bangles on the arms, and all down around like that.” Said, “You had your hands up like that.” And said, “That horse standing there like a military horse, with a prance like this, walking,” me standing still. And said, “You pulled on the reins, went riding off towards the west.” Said, “I looked down there, and there was a whole lot of scientists.” And the next morning…That was Saturday. On the next morning, I preached on scientists, you know, being of the devil. And said, “Scientists there were pouring things in tubes, and mixing it.” Said, “You stopped the horse, raised up your hands again and screamed, ‘I’ll ride this trail once more!’” And said, “The whole earth shook. Them people shook,” said, “looked up and looked at one another, like that, and looked up to you. They just shrugged their shoulders, went on with their scientific research.” And said, “You started going on towards the west. “And when it did,” said, “I seen this man that called himself a prophet, you know,” said, “he come up on a horse that was mixed with white and black together.” And said, “He got up behind this great big horse.” Said, “It was,” said, “way up above the clouds, and the road wasn’t over about that wide.” And said, “That horse just danced, to the wind blowing the feathers and everything on—on your garb,” and said, “then the horse mane and tail blowing. Great master, big white horse, walking right in line.” And said—and said, “This guy ran up behind you, come from towards Canada,” and the man lives in Canada. And he said, “Come back, and,” said, “he took his little horse, trying to knock your big horse off; turning him around; make his hips hit against the…” Said, “It never moved the big horse; he just kept walking.” Said, “Then, all of a sudden,” said, “you turned around.” Said, “That would be the third time you had spoke, but the second time you said ‘I’ll ride.’” And said, “You didn’t speak like you did. You commanded.” Said, “You turned around and called the man by name, and said, ‘Get off of here! You know that no man can ride this road here without God be ordaining him to do it. Get off of here!’” And said, “The man turned around.” And said, “The man has wrote me letters.” And said, “Across his horse’s hips,” that black and gray, and mixed up together, said, “across his horse’s hips was wrote his name, signature just exactly like is on his letter. And he rode off towards the north.” Said, “Then you went on down; that big horse turned around, way as far west as you could.” Said, “You stood and raised your hands up like that.” Then he started crying. Said, “Brother Branham, to see that horse standing there; all that war bonnet and everything like that, and,” said, “that breastplate and everything shine.” Said, “You held your hands up a little while.” And said, “You looked down again, picked up the reins, said, ‘I’ll ride this trail just once more!’” Said, “The whole earth shook back and forth, like that.” And said, “There was no more life left in me; I just fell down aside of the rock. Then I woke up.” Said, “What does it mean, sir?” I said, “I don’t know.”
Branham, William. 1965, August 15. And Knoweth It Not (65-0815). 

 

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