<TITLE>04. Par 9-11</TITLE>L-9 I'm a great lover of nature: hunt. How I love to hunt and I watch God in the mountains. My first Bible was to watch and see a little flower, how it's standing pretty. Sometimes it's young, and sometimes it's middle-aged, and sometimes it's old. But when the frost hits it... But it's death when the frost hits it. It bows its little head and sheds off its petals. Out of there drops a little black seed.
And did you know they have a funeral procession for a flower? Did you not know that? Sure. Well, as October winds come by and the fall rains just cry tears down out of the sky, and they bury that little seed down under the ground. Then along comes the bad wintertime, like it is now, and freezes up; the little petals gone off the flower. The--the little bulb has dried up and froze. The stalk's gone; the leaf's gone; the petal's gone; the flower's gone. The seed swells up and burst open; the pulp runs out. There's just nothing left of that little flower. You can't find it.
You might take up the dirt and take it over to the laboratory and examine it; there's not a thing in there you can find. But just let that warm spring sun begin to shine on that dirt just a little bit, it'll bring forth another flower, because there's a germ of life in there that no science can find. And if God made a way for a flower to live again, how much more has He made a way for a man who's in His own image. When the Son of righteousness rises, those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall rise again. God's everywhere. I love to look at Him. Watch Him in the sunset, watch Him in nature.

L-10 This is on my heart, so I just want to tell it. A few years ago up in Colorado, where I hunt a lot at... I hunt elk. And I was way up high that year, because the snows hadn't come to run the elk herd down. I was about thirty-five miles from a human being, as I knew of, way back high in the mountain, not so much to kill the game, but just to be alone with God. These meetings wind you up. And that discernment and visions, it gets you to a place till you feel like you're going insane.
And did you know, most all poets, prophets, and so forth are considered crazy? Did you know that? How many ever heard the famous song of William Cowper, "There is a foundation filled with Blood drawn from Emmanuel's veins"? Did you know William Cowper was supposed to be crazy? Did you know after the inspiration left him from that song, he tried to find the river to commit suicide?

L-11 Did you know Stephen Foster, who gave America its best folk songs? When he come from under inspiration, he'd get on a drunk, and finally come from under inspiration of writing, and took--called a servant, took a razor, and committed suicide.
How many ever thought of--of Jonah, after giving his prophecy, and a great city the size of St. Louis repented, and then went up on a hill and prayed for God to take his life after the inspiration left him?
Did you ever know, Elijah called fire out of heaven, and rain out of the heaven on the same day, and killed four hundred priests himself, and chopped their heads off, and run after the inspiration left him, by the threat of the queen, Jezebel. And was in the wilderness forty days and nights, not knowing where he was at, and God found him pulled back in a cave...? Then you wonder why it makes you weak? See, see, inspiration?


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