<TITLE>16. Par 59-62</TITLE>L-59 He looked at me, and then he'd look over at that squirrel. He looked at me like that, and I said--I said, "Well, if this isn't amazing." And after while he got tired of that little "chu-nu-nu-ner" pine squirrel. So he just give one big bounce like that, flopped his wings about twice, and he was plumb through that timber. He never flopped his wings one more time. He just set his wings, and he knowed how to ride them air waves that was coming down.
Boy, he just went up. Every time... He didn't flop, flop, flop, trying to get up. He just set his wings right and rode right on one of those waves and went on, on, on, on, till I couldn't even see a spot of him no more. He went plumb out of sight, leaving this little old earthbound chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter that...

L-60 I thought, "Hallelujah." I dropped my rifle. Around, around and around the tree I went again. I thought, "That's it, Lord. That's it. Let me know how to set my wings in the power of God, and every time the Holy Ghost rides in, let me ride up with It (Hallelujah.) till I go plumb out of the way of these people, setting here, 'Chatter-chatter-chatter. Days of miracles is passed. That's a bunch of holy-rollers. Ain't no such a thing as that. Holy Ghost went a long time ago.'"
Oh, my. Ride away on It. Hallelujah. Glory. Every one of you eagles has got two big wings to fly away with if you want to. Amen. Just afraid to use your wings. That gives them exercise when you have to use them once in a while to lift up.

L-61 I was watching a nest of them one day. I was setting upon a mountain watching. I seen an old mother eagle let out a scream. She come out of the nest with a whole bunch of little eagles. They put their little beaks right down into the wings of the mother like that, and she come down out of the old nest; and when they jumped off the wings, it was first time the little fellows had ever been on grass. Oh, it was so nice, and oh, they was having a big time. The old mother went right straight back up and set on top of the biggest rock there was.
I was setting there with my glasses. I was herding cattle, what I was doing up there in Colorado. And I was watching them, you know, see what this old mother eagle was doing. And she was setting up there with them eyes, you know, watching to see if a coyote would come up.

L-62 I thought, "How typical it is; here God in His nature. Them little old eagles had never been out of that old pukey (excuse me,) that old nest, like that you know, where they'd vomit in their nest, and everything else, and bring in old meat and it rots in the nest and everything, and on old briars and stickers, their poor little feet walking on that. And then the old mother eagle comes and gets them ('cause they're her children), takes them down into the pastures where the grass is soft on their feet.
I thought, "That's the way God does when we're out here in old bootleg joints, and up-and-down the streets, living in sin, and the--the vomit of the devil, and the stink of whiskey and tobacco and everything else; and then our Lord Jesus one day stretched out the wings of Calvary, brought us down into the shady green pastures. Glory. Then when He did that, He did like the old mother eagle. He flew up yonder to the ramparts of glory, setting up there watching over His Church. Amen.


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