The Story Of The Assaissination
ON THE AFTERNOON OF March 8, 1928 out Sainted Mother remained in her room in Miami in Closet Prayer, as was her daily custom, coming out only at intervals with tears streaming down her cheeks, to comfort and cheer her beloved children gathered in the front room to greet their beloved Mother. Her last act at the house was to play on the victrola: "Roll on, Sweet Moments, Roll On."
ON THE NIGHT OF THE ASSASSINATION, about the hour of 9p.m., Africa's Mother was already addressing her crowd of children in the hall from the Gospel according to Saint John 14.
As if knowing she was about to pay the price that night, she ordered the guard, at the side door near the rostrum, from when the bullet later was to come to be seated. It was not long afterward, while speaking from the same Gospel, when a bullet unerringly aimed from a crack of the same door, broke the peaceful quiet whizzing it's deathly way to the rostrum and fatally pierced her in the head.
MORTHER SAID: Children, if me Old Man God deem me WORTHY to suffer and die for His
Program, me tell him "thank'ee."
MORTHER SAID: Children, fear not them which can kill the body, but are not able to kill the
soul: but rather fear Him which is able to destroy both soul and body.
(S. Matt 10:28)
MORTHER SAID: No man taketh my life, I give up my life that I might take it up again.
"For where a testament is, there must also of necessity be the death of the testator. For a testament is of force after men are dead; otherwise it is of no strength at all while the testator liveth." (Heb. 9: 17)
"Greator Love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." (S. John 15:13 )