<TITLE>21. Par 58-60</TITLE>L-58 Next morning about six I got up, went out, six or seven. There the old opossum laid there, dew all over her. I said, "Well, there..." And I happened to look, standing behind there, I heard someone snubbing; it was my little girl Rebekah, the tender heartiest little thing. And so, she was standing there, she said, "Daddy, that poor old mother, is she dead?"
And I said, "I don't know, honey. Now, daddy will see." And I went out there and kind of shook her; I said, "I believe she is." I shook her with my foot again, and the little ones...
Said, "Is them little opossums dead?"
I said, "No, they're still nursing." So I shook her again, like that. I finally seen that she was alive.
I said, "No, she's still alive."
She said, "Daddy, what are you going for her?" Said, "I dreamed that old opossum all night."
I said, "Honey, I couldn't sleep either."
She said, "Well," said, "what are you going to do with her, daddy?"
I said, "I don't know, honey. I can't tell you."
Said, "Daddy, are--are you going to kill her?"
And I said, "No, honey, I'm not." I said, "I'm not going to kill her." I said, "You go on and get in the bed, sweetheart, it's too early for you to be up." And I said, "You go on now, and get in the bed a little while, and daddy come and wake you up." And I kind of pushed her back like that, went on back, and I went into my room on the side, the den room, where all the animals is in there. And so I set there, and my head like this, kind of rubbing my head. And I thought, "My, what will I do? I don't know what to do with that old opossum." Many people's been healed right in that room. I was setting there like that. Many great visions come. And I said, "I don't know what to do with that thing."

L-59 And a Voice said to me, "Well, you preached your sermon about her yesterday, being a real mother." Now, not thinking what I was saying, or what that was, I said, "That's right. I was telling Leo and Gene about what a real mother is was."
Said, "You used her for a text."
And I said, "That's right. I--I--I did that. I used her for a text."
Said, "And she's laid at your door for twenty-four hours waiting for her turn to be prayed for like a lady. And you've never said a word to Me about her."
I said, "Well, I didn't even know that You..." Said, "Who am I talking to anyhow?" I looked around the room. My heart begin to jump. I said, "O God, You're here."
I knelt down; I said, "God, was that You talking to me? Where are you at, Father?"

L-60 I didn't hear nothing. I run out to the old opossum again. I looked down at her. And I said, "God, I... You mean that You--You sent that dumb brute here? Why, I--I know that You--You direct all the sparrows, and You know all of them. I seen You send a lot of people, but this--this is a dumb brute. This--this brute couldn't think; she hasn't got a soul. How--how did she get here? Did You send her here to be prayed for? Then if You did, Lord, forgive the stupidity of Your servant." I said, "I didn't mean to do that." I said, "Then, Lord God, I pray that You'll heal the opossum, if You want her to live with her babies, and she come here." And that leg all chewed up, and laying back like that, and I'd no more than said that, love had come to its end. Sovereign grace stepped in. That mother opossum raised up on all four feet, looked at me, picked up those babies and scooted them in the pocket, strutted right down that lane on all four feet just as normally well as she ever was, a little twist in that tail.
Becky run on the porch, said, "Daddy, is that the old opossum?"
I said, "Jesus just healed her." And she went to the gate, turned around, looked at me, as if to say, "Thank you kind, sir," strutted right over to the woods, and as far as I know is over there happy with her babies tonight. Love... Hallelujah. Love of God, oh, how He does love.


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