<TITLE>12. Par 37-39</TITLE>L-37 Now, remember, He never said, "I'm a breast." Breasted, two breasts, the New and Old Testament, "Wounded for our transgressions, with His stripes you were healed."... If a baby is sick and fretting, and its health's about gone, the mother picks it up, puts it to her breast, and begins to pat it, and sing to it, and the baby is nursing its strength from the mother. And it's satisfied all the time it's nursing. It isn't looking for symptoms; it's satisfied as long as it's in mother's arms, nursing from mother's breast.
And every seed of Abraham, no matter what you're trouble is, if it's for salvation, take a hold, if it's for healing, take a hold; and lay there against the breast of God, and nurse until your strength, and you're satisfied, while God is pouring full His Life into you by His Divine promise through His nursing breast to His believing children. Oh, how we should love Him.
We'll have to continue tomorrow night. It's getting too late to finish this. Tomorrow night, we'll pick it up.

L-38 What does He mean to you tonight, friend? What does all this come to? What does it mean after all these years? Jesus said, "The things that I do, shall you also. Yet, a little while and the world won't see Me no more, yet, you'll see Me, for I'll be with you (promised to be in us) to the end of the world." And would do the same thing that He done. Here's His Word made manifest. You've received Him. Proof... Here He is night, visible, moving, working, performing signs, wonders, miracles, right here on the platform, and you stand and looking at it, and the Bible right behind it. Don't you love Him? What a wonderful relief it is to a poor, weary, sinner, and a weary person, who's troubled about the things of this world, to realize that God is near.

L-39 Here, some time ago, I was in the mountains watching a mother eagle taking her young ones down to the pasture. I was herding cattle, so I just took my binoculars, and was watching this old mother eagle, and she flew down, taken her little ones, and she laid them out on the grass down there. And the little fellows begin to jumping, and pulling grass, and having a--a Pentecostal revival. They come out of the old, pukey, excuse me, the old stinking nest of the eagle, and maybe that's where you come from, some barroom or some honky-tonk, the stink of the world. Once get on this carpet of salvation; see how lightly you can walk, and how good it really feels.
Those little eagles was just as carefree as they could be. That's the way a real believer is. Nothing can harm him. He knows that God's anchored him in heaven; that's all there is to it. Jesus loved him, called him, give him the Holy Spirit. He's free.


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