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Growing up in the Collins family, it was always awkward when our family was discussed. There was a general respect given to members of our family, simply because my grandfather was the pastor of William Branham's "Branham Tabernacle" in Jeffersonville, IN, and my grandfather was one of those "blessed" enough to know the "prophet". We were often given undue respect, without having earned it, by members of the "Message" throughout various churches in the United States. My grandfather promoted this, by claiming that William Branham said that "all of his children and his grandchildren would be saved".

It did not take long for me to realize that the Collins family had a "public face" and a very "private face". While promoting this strange idea of "unmerited salvation" in public, my grandfather, aunts, and uncles spoke very negatively about my aunt Ruth in private. Often as a child, I overheard conversations about her "prostitution", and they did not describe her as simply a sex worker. I was thoroughly convinced that my aunt Ruth was a "madame", and that her company "Legal Ladies" was a front for a prostitution ring. These discussions continued well into my teenage years. It was very confusing to hear my grandfather and those around me praising and respecting my aunts and uncle simply for William Branham's "blessing of salvation" while thinking that she was involved in illegal sexual activity.

This created a strong barrier between us. Even after leaving the "Message", my views of her was tainted by false accusation. It wasn't until I began researching my own family and their claims surrounding the "Message" that I understood that family "small talk", both public and private, was grossly inaccurate and often completely untrue. Especially when I began to uncover the large amounts of money my family members were collecting at the expense of other "Message" believers. It took much time and careful re-evaluation of my childhood beliefs to break through this barrier and get to know the real person whose character had been destroyed.

Now, with the power of electronic documentation, we can verify that Ruth's business "Legal Ladies" was, in fact, a business listed with Arizona's Pima County Bar Association, and that the accusations against her were in violation of the Ninth Commandment.

The document is now listed on our government records page:

Other government records:

This is her story:


After returning to Kentucky, I was shocked to learn the rumors which had been circulating to explain my absence from the family. Brother Branham taught that "scantily clad" women were guilty of committing adultery because their appearance "motivated" men to lust. Some of the believers of the "Message" had seen me wearing shorts. They let their imaginations go wild, and as the story was repeated, it was embellished. By the time the story reached Mom and Dad, it was told that I was working as a stripper in a nightclub and making my living as a prostitute. I had actually been working for high profile attorneys, was a member in good standing with the Pima County Bar Association, made an honest living, and never stripped naked in public nor once sold my body.

Mom and Dad let me know that "after the life you've lived" they considered it very generous of themselves to take me back into the fold and it was up to me to "make it right". They would never compromise their beliefs and were convinced Satan had gotten ahold of me and was using me to test their faith. I could have easily proven this story grossly inaccurate by showing them my income tax filings but Mom and Dad refused to even discuss it. They weren't about to take look at my income tax filings and insisted that they would take the word of a "believer" over an "outsider" any day of the week. They went to their graves believing all this garbage about me. When they were gone, I found comfort in knowing they finally knew the truth.

When all this came up, I seriously thought about tossing in the towel, packing up my things and returning to Arizona. Then I realized that was what Mom and Dad were all about. If I loved them, I had to accept them as they were without trying to change them. I knew that I loved them and decided to be just as doggedly stubborn as they were. There had to be a way to get along with them and I was determined to find it without compromising my beliefs or destroying my value system. This journey to reconciliation was going to be a lot tougher than I had anticipated.

- Ruth Collins