<TITLE>10. Par 36-38</TITLE>L-36 In that, it was projecting love to the old man. And as I put my arms around him and hugged him to my bosom, not waiting for any vision, just holding him to my bosom, I said, "O Father God, be merciful to this poor old man, somebody's daddy."
And I heard him scream, "Gloria a Dios!" And he jumped back from me; he rubbed his eyes; he fell on the floor; he kissed my hand; he was hollering, "Gloria a Dios!" which means "Glory to God." And across the platform he went, seeing as good as anybody in the audience.
What was it? Divine love projected, resulted in sovereign grace taking its place. Divine love can only go so far. But when it is held true to the end, sovereign grace takes its place and produces that which love could not carry out.
Oh, friends, that's what the church needs. It's not a new organization, not a bunch of fantastics, not an argument, not a debate, it needs the baptism of love, to love one another. It doesn't need new gifts; it needs love to operate the gifts it's got. That's what it needs.

L-37 This may seem very strange, and if it does, well, we're going to meet again someday. Animal life knows love. I've watched it. Being a hunter and an outdoorsman, I have watched how God provided. I've watched a fish with a hook in its mouth. Don't worry about that. The acid of its body will eat it up in a little bit. I've watched a dog swallow a bone. Don't worry about that. The acid in its body will take care of it. God has provided a way.
Sometime ago in my home, I had a... I got one of these here power mowers. And I was mowing the yard at the parsonage. And I'd make a couple rounds and somebody would come in; I'd slip back and change my clothes, and run in, and pray for the sick; and then maybe, get out and mow another round, and somebody else come. And you know, the grass was growing up in the front yard before I could get to the back again. It was so hard.

L-38 So it come that I was in the back yard on a hot August afternoon. And I had just went around, nobody to see me, and I pulled off my underneath shirt, with just my bare skin from my waistline up. It was so hot, and the hot mowing machine... And I was a mowing along, singing, "Oh, how I love Jesus," thinking about the goodness of the Creator above. And so packed away into the--the spirit of what I was thinking of, the Lord, and I forgot, down in the corner of the fence was a great big nest full of hornets. And shoving my mow and singing with my eyes closed, praying, I ran right into the nest of those hornets. And all of a sudden, without thinking... I was completely covered around with hornets, and they can take your life. They're great big things. One of them can flatten you on the ground.
Now, this may seem just a little fictitious to you, but did you ever know that truth is more stranger than fiction? But something happened. I wish it could stay that way.


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