<TITLE>15. Par 52-54</TITLE>L-52 Here sometime ago, I was... Maybe somebody has been down in the States, I do appreciate the visit of many of you fine Canadian people as you pass by. And at the parsonage, I was trying to cut the grass, and people coming from everywhere. I'd get out there and cut about two or three rows, and first thing you know, I'd have to run in the house, and run around behind the house, and change my overalls, and--and get in pray for some sick people, and then maybe, the next day before I'd get away again, the next morning real early, get out, and nobody out there, I put on my overalls and cut a couple more rounds. And somebody come by and say, "Hello, Brother Branham." Get to talking and another machine row dried up. You know, time I got to the back yard, the front was growed up again.
And I was way around in behind the yard one afternoon, real hot, and I had my little old mower, and she was chugging along. And I took off my shirt; nobody could see me back there, just my waist line trousers. And I was a mowing real hard, and I forgot about a big hornet's nest being in the corner. And I rammed that mowing machine right into that nest, and in a moment's time I was covered all over with hornets.

L-53 You know what hornets are up here? Great big fellows, they kill you. One solid sting, knock you flat on the ground. So, and I guess it was thirty or forty, maybe fifty big hornets, and no shirt on. And there they was all over me. You know what happened? Just before I could think, something happened. Now, this sounds very juvenile, sounds like a kid, but it's the truth. I thought, "Poor little fellows, You know, I disturbed you. You're God's little creatures. Sure you got a stinger; that's what you protect yourself with. And you're God's creatures, and I--I disturbed you. You were all resting in your nest, and I disturbed you."

L-54 And instead of hating those little fellows and trying to fight them, I loved them. And I said, "Little creatures of God, I'm the servant of the Lord. I'm in a hurry. That's the reason I hit the nest or the fence." I said, "God's people comes in for me to pray for them, and I am the servant of the Creator, your Creator. Now, in the Name of the Lord Jesus, go back to your nest. I won't bother you any more. You go right back to your nest."
As God Who will have the judgment keys at the day of judgment, those hornets was just a humming as hard as they could, not a one of them touched me. And one took lead and every hornet, single file went right straight back to the nest and went inside the nest. What was it? I don't know. Something happened. Whether God converted their hearing to hear me, or whether He changed my words to their language, whether a--a projecting of that love that I had for them, something taken place. The hornets went to their nest.


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