<TITLE>07. Par 27-30</TITLE>L-27 Then this speaker goes on to say, "The only way that you would ever be able to tell them is to bury them, and the one the machine made would rot and never be no more. But the one that God growed in the field had a germ of life in it; it lived again."
I thought, "What a beautiful story. There's two men setting on the same seat in the church, both of them deacons, or pastors, or whatever they may be, or two of the laity, both of them going to church, both listening at the same message, but one has life and the other does not." It takes the hand of God to do something for man. If you're borned again, got the Spirit of God in you, you've got to live again. No matter how good you are, how religious you are, if that Spirit of Life is not in you, you'll perish. And there's only one Eternal Life and God has that.

L-28 And as I watched in my amazement, standing there, my gun setting against the tree, I looked over. I heard a little old pine squirrel. I think you have them up here in Canada, little bitty fellow, just like the Irishman's owl, all fuss and feathers. Oh, what a noise he was making, like he was going to run everything out of the woods, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter. I thought, "Well, maybe I excited you, little fellow."
And I looked out across the way, and the sun was coming out from behind the great crevice in the mountain and was shining against where the evergreens had caught the water, and the cool breeze behind it that high had froze it. It was icicles. And it formed a rainbow across the valley. Then I said, "O God, here You are. You're in the rainbow."

L-29 And then I heard an old male elk, got lost in the storm, bugle over on the side of the hill. And there's something about that that just sets my soul afire. And an old wolf howled on the side of the hill, and its mate answered it in the bottom.
My mother's a half Indian. And there's just enough about the outside that I love. I thought, "Oh, how, what a wonderful place to be, hearing God in the elk herd, hearing God in the wolf call, seeing God in the flower, God in the wind, God in the trees." God's everywhere. Just look around. You get Him on the inside here, you can see Him out there.
And I looked at that little old chipmunk or squirrel, and I thought, "You noisy little fellow, did I excite you?" And I might as well tell you the rest of the story. I got so enthused, oh, I wouldn't say that: inspired, until I set my gun against the tree, and around and around and around that tree I went just as hard as I could go, screaming to the top of my voice. Why, if somebody would've come up in the woods, they'd thought they had someone out of the insane institution there.

L-30 But what was it? God was near. I was praising Him with everything that was in me, for there He was in the rainbow; there He was whispering through the woods; there He called to me through that wolf, and He answered over yonder in the elk. Why, you could not hold your peace in a place like that. So I was more noisy than the squirrel was. I didn't care. I was worshipping the Lord, way back up in the very tip of the rocky mountain.
And as I stood there, that little fellow got louder and louder, just a jumping up-and-down. And I thought, "Oh, I didn't want to excite you, little fellow." And I kept notice him cocking his little head sideways and looking down like that. I thought, "Maybe he's not looking at me."


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