<TITLE>16. Par 45-46</TITLE>L-45 First, I reached for the gun: No gun. See how God takes care of things just right? No, gun. I looked to the fence; he was too close to me. No tree to get into, death laid before me. He was a killer, warnings all around, "Don't enter here." Well, I forgot about it. And there I was.
Well, there's only one thing for me to do, straighten myself up and don't die like a coward, die like a man. I straightened myself up; I thought, "Well, this is the end of it." I pulled myself up, no need of trying to run. He was in twenty feet of me. Oh, just throwed his horns in the ground, like that, and bellowing with all he could, fall on his knees, and throwed his horns, and kicking the dirt, and getting ready.
So I was just standing there; that's all I could do. I thought, "Well, I certainly will do this. I'll not go down a coward. I'll go down showing my love of God in my heart." And I looked back at that bull, and all of a sudden something happened. Now, this sounds kiddish; it sounds like a little baby talk. But that's what's the trouble with us tonight, we tried to be an adult in God, when we ought to be babies in God. We know so much. God dwells in the center of humility and simplicity. Don't never forget that. I looked at the bull; if anything I could've cried for him. Why, I thought, "Poor creature. Well, how wrong I am." Now, ordinarily I wouldn't feel that way about it.

L-46 First, I--I was looking for the gun. I was glad I didn't have it; I'd have shot him, and then went and paid for it. But I didn't have the gun. I thought, "Well, poor creature." Why, I--I'm in--I'm in your pasture; this is your home, and you're just a brute. You don't know any different. And you wouldn't want to kill me anyhow. But I disturbed you. I'm sorry I did that. I didn't mean to disturb you." Talking like I am now... I just couldn't help it; there was Something talking in me.
Oh, my! It's--it's too bad we ever have to leave that. Just submit it. God just took over. And the bull roaring and going on. He lowered his head. And I said, "Now, creature of God, I'm the servant of God. I'm on my way to pray for a sick man, over here dying. And I come across the field here, where you're home is; I'm sorry I broke into your home?" That's what I did. I broke into his home. That's all the home he knows of. Now, now, stop and think; that's true.
I said, "I--I come into your house. I broke in on you. I'm sorry. You forgive me. I'll go across the field; I--I won't bother you." And I said, "Now, in the Name of Jesus Christ, our Creator, go over there and lay down again. I'll not bother you." And that bull took towards me as hard as he could. And when he got to about six or eight feet of me, I wasn't a bit more afraid than I am standing right here. "Perfect love casts out all fear."
I don't care, if death is staring you in the face, you can sing, "Happy day, happy day, since Jesus washed my sins away."


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