<TITLE>10. Par 34-37</TITLE>L-34 But somehow God has a way of stirring the nest by a mighty rushing wind even on the day of Pentecost, And we need another mighty rushing wind of the Holy Ghost to fan the loose feathers out of the Pentecostal church. You know it's the truth. You Baptist, Presbyterian, and the rest of you, you need all the loose feathers fanned out. You can't say a thing; they'll cut your neck.
And you chickens there's no need of trying to think about it. No wonder you can't take it.
Now, you take an old hen and fly right up there, she'd disintegrate. That's right. She can't stand it. She's got to be a--a eagle or she can't stand it. You can't take it. And you got to be borned again before you can ever understand and see the supernatural. That's right.

L-35 So the old eagle stands there, and she fans the feathers all out of it. Oh, brother, what a time. Then the next thing she does; she gets in there and takes all of those little sheepskins and things that she stuck down in that nest, takes her beak and throws them out over the hill. She's determined they're not going to be chickens. And she's going to make that nest so miserable for them, that they have to get out.
So then, we have you standing on thorns. Every time you set down, it's a thorn. Everywhere, it's a thorn. Everywhere you stop, it's a thorn. God does that for a purpose. The old eagle wants to make them that way.

L-36 And did you notice when the mighty rushing wind hit you, and you begin to go inside God, everywhere you hit was a thorn. You tried...?... testimony...?... world. And as soon as you told your best friend, he said, "Huh, you went to see holy-roller, haven't you?" A thorn... Get ready, you're going to take a ride, that's the only thing I can tell you. God's just making you ready.
Get over to the pastor, say, "Pastor, last night when I was praying, all at once something happened to me; my life is changed and I feel different."
"Now, here, don't you go to stretching that around our church," another thorn.
He makes the nest so miserable till you have to get out. You just can't take it any more. Because, if you don't, can't take that, that shows you wasn't a eagle to begin with.

L-37 Then, after while, when he gets it all--gets them all dissatisfied, then the old mother eagle comes up to the nest. And, you know, really the little eagle hasn't seen what size bird his mommy is. So she gets on the nest... You ought to see it; it's a real drama. And she gets on the nest, and she goes to cooing to them, cooing to them in eagle voice. Oh, that sounds good. Then she stretches out her big wings. "See how big I am."
And them little fellows begin say, "Oh, mama, what a great bird you are." Now, some of them, them eagles stretch fourteen feet, across the wing, wing spread. They could pick up a calf and pack it away. And that little eagle never realized what a mother he had until he begin to look up to her, and she begin to show her power.
A lot of you people are setting here sick tonight. You Baptists, and Methodists, and Presbyterian, the doctor's turned you down, and you Pentecostals, is because God is trying to show you, or take you up yonder, spreads forth His power, and says, "Look how great I am."
God's going to take you on a flight one of these days, and He wants you to know "How great Thou art."
Did you ever turn at night and look at the solar system? How that those little old stars and moons is nothing but insects, little grains of dust on his feathers. Sure, "How great Thou art."
And say, "He can't heal the sick?" What type of a pastor would that be?


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