<TITLE>14. Par 47-49</TITLE>L-47 Well, I thought, "Well, thank the good Lord it ain't too rainy, so I could lay down somewhere and sleep the rest of the night. And so I went on over a little piece, and after while the moon begin to come out and shine. I thought, "Pretty. Just ride on; maybe get to the top of one these mountains here, and I will find out where I'm at.
So I was riding on up, and I come into a scene; it's always bothered me. And I--I--was a funny experience. As I rode along, I come over an old burn over where's a lot of old trees had been burnt down years ago--some forest fire--how the sun gets hot and burns off strips like that, sets a fire. And all the pine, big tall swaying trees, was all burnt down. Just a great big bunch of bleached white looking trees standing, and that moon shining down on them. Mmmm. Oh, looked like a graveyard with all the big white tombstones. Well, something or other the Holy Spirit seem to said, "Stop a minute." I stopped. My old horse is getting tired anyhow and hooked him around the--an old limb laying there. I got up on a log and looked around. I said, "Well, God, I don't know why I'm up here, but you got me here for something."

L-48 I just kept watching. I hear the wind come, you know, when it blows against them old trees. They'd moan, mmmmmmm. I though, "Oh, my, what a place, way back in the earth, this old bleached out place, burnt over dead... I said, "What a place. Looks like a graveyard." And I took--listened top that mmmmm, mmmmm. I thought, "Well, Lord, what do you want me here for?
And just then the Holy Spirit spoke to me, and give me this Scripture. "What the Palmerworm has left, has the caterpillar eaten; what the caterpillar has left, has the cankerworm eaten.
I thought, "Yes, it come to me that one time was a great fine green tree, but the fires has burnt all the life out of it." See?
I thought, "That's true. What the Baptist left, the Methodists has eaten. What the Methodists left, the Presbyterians eaten. What the Presbyterian left, the Pentecost has eaten." I thought, "Oh, my, it's all stripped down."
I thought, "Well, what's the matter with them old trees?" They're too starchy. "Why don't they bend with that wind?" And the wind's a blowing; they go mmmmm, just moaning. And I thought, "Well, my, what a spooky looking sight."
I thought, "Yes, that reminds me of these great big old high steepled churches around different places, just as dead as they could be. Oh, they can say they was once a church. 'Oh, I can refer back to our founders where we had back there... ' but what you got now?" That's what I want to know.

L-49 What's the matter? What one left, the other one eaten. It's cut all down. Well, I looked over here in the Scripture, and He said, "But I will restore, saith the Lord." What a hard Word is that. The wind started blowing. I thought, "What's the use of sending the wind if they're going to act like that?" I looked down and underneath there had come a little bunch of undergrowth, called in the world today, back wash--something like that.
But they were green and flexible. Every time the wind would hit them, they'd just sway back and forth and frolic as hard as they could. I said, "Praise be to God, I will restore saith the Lord, though they be blown." I said. There come from heaven, a sound like a rushing mighty wind called the Holy Ghost, and all those big old formal church could do is holler, "Mmmmmm, days of miracles is past. Mmmmm, there's no such thing as Divine healing., Mmmmm, it's of the devil. Mmmmm, don't believe it, don't go to it." But all the time, God's got a growth coming on, a church...?... "I will restore saith the Lord."


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