<TITLE>04. Par 13-17</TITLE>L-13 There come up a storm. I had to get behind a tree. And it rained hard. The wind blew. And then after it quit blowing, the ice was hanging all over the trees. I walked from behind the tree, and the sun was setting in the west. His great eye was looking through the crevice in the rock. I raised up my hand, I said, "Great Jehovah. I see You looking through the sunset."
I looked back this a way, and the sun against the icicles made a rainbow. I could see the God in the sunset. I could see God in the rainbow. I could hear God in the wind. Then I heard the elk herd holler. Then I heard the old gray wolf holler; its mate answered at the bottom. Then I begin to... heart beat hard. The wild, I love it. Something in it, to see godly. And I had set down my rifle, and I raised up my hands, the tears running down my cheeks, I begin to say--sang praises to God. I got real happy, and I run around and around the tree. If somebody would've been out there, they'd have thought I was out of the insane institution. I didn't care what people thought. God was all around, and I was worshipping Him like David, who danced before the ark.
And then when I heard something. In America, we have a little squirrel, a little bitty fellow. Oh, he's so noisy. And he jumped upon a little stump, and he begin to go, "Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter."

L-14 And I wondered what he was barking at. I thought I might've excited him, but I seen him look down in the brush. And I looked coming up out of the bushes, and the wind had forced a big eagle down. That's what the little squirrel was barking at. So the big eagle jumped up on a log, and I thought, "Lord, why did You put that before me for? You're all along here, but I--could I see you in that eagle?"
And I thought, "What's this scene for?"
And I noticed the big eagle wasn't afraid. I said to him, "Do you know I could shoot you?" Didn't bother him a bit. He just rolled his big eyes, and looked at me, looked back over to the little squirrel, as if to say, "Try it."

L-15 But I wouldn't; I admired him because he was brave. I do not like a coward. They come to church, act like a Christian, and go out on the streets, and not even testify of Jesus. Hear sinful man cursing and afraid to call them down. God can't use a man like that. He wants somebody that's brave.

L-16 I wondered, "What makes him so brave?" And I happened to notice he had two wings. He kept feeling for those wings. I thought, "There it is. God gave him two wings, and he knows he could be in that treetop before I could get my rifle in my hand." I thought, "Praise God. That's it. That... That eagle has got perfect confidence in what God give him in them two wings to fly away from his enemy?
Then what ought a man to do that's born of the Holy Ghost, when he feel the Holy Spirit around him, and you know you're in love with God? What do you care what the devil says, how many threats he makes?

L-17 I watched the big fellow. After while he got sick of that chattering, so he just made one big jump, flopped his wings a couple times. He was above the treetops; he didn't flop his wings any more; he... Here it is. He knew how to set his wings. He didn't flop, flop, flop. He could set his wings, and he knew how to ride them air waves. And every time the air come in...?... lifting him up, he kept lifting up, not moving a feather, and kept lifting up. Every time the wind would come in, it would lift him up.
I begin weeping. I thought, "O God. That's it. That ain't running around join one church then another, flop, flop here and flop, flop there. Just set your wings, your wings of faith. And every time the Holy Spirit rides in, ride on up with It. Go on.
And he went on, and on, and on, to become a little spot. He left that little earthbound squirrel, setting there, chatter, chatter, chatter.


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