<TITLE>08. Par 29-31</TITLE>L-29 One time I was plowing, dad and I. We were going down through the field, pretty... We was plowing corn, June, July, I believe we was laying it by. And when I was pulling my horses around, an old pair of lines, old ropes lines... Did you ever plow with rope lines? Oh, my, they cut your neck to pieces, no shirt on, setting there, an old plowing. Directly my horses kept snorting and going on. I said, "Dad, what's the matter? Look at these horses, how they're acting, and yours too."
He said, "Son, there's coming a storm."
And I said, "Storm? Why I don't see no storm."
He stopped. I will never forget the old fellow, he said, "But, son, you don't understand." Said, "God has given a horse an instinct. Now, he can smell that storm; it's way away."

L-30 And you know, we hadn't plowed a two or three more rows, till a big cloud was coming up, we had to hurry and get to the barn. God give an instinct (See?), a instinct to know, and to make a way of escape. God provided a way for them when they could smell the storm way away and get to shelter. See? He's made a way for us, but we refuse to accept it.
I remember, hunting up one day in the mountains, how beautiful up there in Colorado. I know we go elk hunting, not to kill the beast, so much as it was just to be alone. Remember one day up there, I was walking around come a storm, early fall, about October. And I was way back, seventy miles from civilization, camping back there, and it come a real hard rain storm. And I got behind a tree; the rains blowed over. The elk hasn't come down yet. They was way high in the mountain. And as they... As the rains begin to blow, I got behind the tree, and it turned cold. After the rain was over, I looked out, and the evergreens was froze where the rain hit it. And a rainbow come out, like that, across the valley. Oh, my, you talk about deep calling to the deep. I got to feeling real good. You know what I mean.
And after while, I heard an old gray wolf howl up here, and a mate answer it down in the bottom. Oh, my. My mother's a half-breed. So you know I--I couldn't stand it much longer. Something crying out.

L-31 I thought, "O God, looky there at the great eye of Jehovah setting yonder looking across the mountain there with His rainbow, His covenant. He will no more destroy it with water, but fire next time." I could see Revelations 1, where He was setting on His throne to look upon as jasper and sardius stone, the First, the Last, He that Was, which Is, and shall Come, and with a rainbow over His head, a covenant, made with His own Blood to the people, by grace would He save them. Oh, something begin to call out.
I heard a noise over here, a lot of fussing and going on. There was a little old what we call "pine jack," little old squirrel about that long, eats pine cones, fussy little fellow. Oh, my, he's like the Irishmen's owl, just all fuss and feathers. I looked at him. He was setting on a stump, just a chirping around. I thought, "What's he fussing about? Maybe he's scared of me." And I happened to look, coming up under an old blow down there, where some trees had blowed down years ago, and there was a big, great big eagle coming out from under there. Did you ever see a big white head eagle? Oh, he's a beautiful specie. He come pulling out of there. And that little old squirrel was barking at him.


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