<TITLE>12. Par 45-47</TITLE>L-45 But brother, there's no condemnation to them that's in the patch. I tell you that. They were setting right out there on that arm just a eating as hard as they could go. They knowed it wasn't nothing but a scarecrow. And that's the way I think about old fashion Holy Ghost religion. Why, brother, I don't care how many fanatics there is on right or left hand. I stay right on Calvary's road, just a eating the powers of God, as He sends them out to me, and rejoicing, having a big time. Amen.
Now, I begin to feel religious. Now, oh, how marvelous: God working in His universe.
I love to hunt. And now sometime ago... I go up here in the North woods sometime, not so much to shoot the animal, but to go up there to rest. And I notice that up there on them lakes, the marshes up in Canada there... Brother Boze, you know where I'm talking about. There's always a bunch of ducks up there, and they fly from the wintertime, and--and--and of the--of the--go up there in the summer, early spring, and all them marshes along there, and--and lakes, they make their nest. They lay their eggs and they hatch out their little ones.
Now, it's amazing thing about how God takes care of His animals. Don't you believe that? And God give animals ways to do things.

L-46 Now, if you'll watch Him, He's in His nature, in His universe. Now, look it. These little old ducks you get up there and be... I go sometimes early. The snow hasn't hit the top of the hills yet, but just the first morning that you wake up, and there's a snow on top of the mountain yonder, that cold wind lasts of September, the first of October comes sweeping down through them valleys.
You'll hear something go, a little old drake there. He's--He never left. He's never was off that lake in his life. He was borned right there that spring, little bitty fellow. He will run right out in the middle of that pond, like that, or that lake, he will stick that little old honker up in the air and go, "Honk, honk. Honk, honk."
Every duck on the lake will come right to him. That's right. Why? They know that that duck is a leader. He's never been off the lake, but they know he's a leader. Oh, my. He will go to honking, "Honk, honk." Ducks will come here. Here come a bunch of them. There they say, "Honk, honk." Here they come this a way, coming this a way, and it's amazing to watch them.

L-47 And they'll have a little puddle out there in the middle of this lake and that cold wind. They'll discuss the subject, I guess, about the cold wind coming down, and they'll raise right up off of that lake, and go just as straight to Louisiana as they can go. And he's never been off that lake. Why? He's got a God-given instinct. God... the...
All the rest of the ducks knows that that is their leader and they have perfect confidence. If he goes this a way, they go that way. If he goes this a way, they go that way. And wherever he goes they...
But somehow or other he lands up in Louisiana, in the rice fields, escaping all the winter. Well, if--if a duck's got sense enough to escape the cold wave, what about a Church that's borned again.
The only thing of it is; we don't know our leader. Hallelujah. Brother, God give the Holy Ghost to the Church, not organization. He give the Holy Ghost to lead the Church, and we've adopted organizations for it. Hallelujah. The Holy Ghost wants to come and bless the people and lead them into deep rivers, and the green pastures and things, but the organization won't let them do it: holds them back.


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