<TITLE>10. Par 35-39</TITLE>L-35 How bears is my favorite hunting. The old mother bear, she... In the fall of the year when mating season, they'll go up into the mountains. There she'll eat hemlock cones, and she never eats anything else. Her stomach is all shrunk up to just about big as my fist. Summertime, it'll hold five gallons. And it shrinks up. She stand over the back. The little ones are born about February. She never wakes up. She maybe has anywhere from two to four little bears. And she never knows nothing about it until about May when she wakes up, and her cubs are great big fellows then. Never eats a bite, and those little bears nurse from her.
What is it? God's provided way. That's right. God makes a way.

L-36 Not long ago, there was a little preacher, a little minister in a nearby city. And he thought maybe that he knew lots about the--the thing. There's a little boy that went to his church; he asked his mother, "If a..."
Wait. All right. I guess they're going to take the little girl out to, maybe it get blessed or something, take it... Going out to the prayer tent? All right.
All right now, notice. That's all right. All right. We notice, this little boy, he went to his pastor, and he said, "Pas..." Or, he asked his mother first.
That's a good way. God healed you. Go and give your heart to Him then. Isn't that right? Good way to do.

L-37 Now, notice. The pastor... First, the little boy asked his pastor, said, "Pastor, I have heard you speak so much of God, could anybody see God?"
Well, the pastor said, "No, honey." Said, "Nobody can see God and live."
Well, he was just a boy. And he asked his mother, and his mother didn't know. He asked his Sunday school teacher; she didn't know. Said, "No one could see God." He was so disappointed.
He used to stay up on the river near the six mile island up there. There's an old fisherman there that had long white beard. He hung around with this old man.

L-38 One day, up the river they were, and a storm came up. And after the storm, they came down the river. Any boatman here knows what the rhythm of oaring your boat and feel of the waves tip the oars, you know. And the old man looked around, the sun had come out. There was a rainbow setting. The leaves were all washed off and pretty. The old man kept pulling his boat; tears begin to roll down his cheeks. He'd pulled a little farther and looked back again.
The little fellow setting in the stern of the boat become so enthused till he run up in the middle of the boat, and he said, "Sir, I'm going to ask you a question my mother couldn't answer, my father couldn't answer, my pastor, my Sunday school teacher. No one could answer me." Said, "I believe there is a God." And said, "Could I ever see Him?"
It was too much for the old fisherman. He just pulled his oars in, threw his hands to his face and wept like a baby. He reached and put his arms around the little boy, and said, "God bless your heart, honey. All I've seen for the past thirty-five years has been God."

L-39 Why, sure. There was so much God on the inside, he could see Him on the outside. If you want to see God in His universe, get Him on the inside. Watch how the birds sing different in the trees. Even your enemy looks different when God comes on the inside. He's in His universe. He's in you looking out, showing you the magnificent part of His universe. (Quickly, we'll hurry.)
God in His universe, you believe He is? Did you ever see Him in a sunset? Did you ever see Him in a sunrise? Ever see Him in the beautiful mountains? Oh, my. Sometimes I get there and look down upon the scene and just scream to the top of my voice. I can't help it. There's a deep calling to the deep out there. God in His universe... How we could stand here for hours and speak of Him, how God speaks out of His universe.


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