<TITLE>06. Par 20-22</TITLE>L-20 And then I was amazed that a little old pine squirrel jumped up, a little old fellow about so long. And he just all like the Irishman's owl, all fuss and feathers. He just begin to jump up and down and carry on like he was going to tear me to pieces.
"Well," I said, "little fellow..." What I been doing when I felt that real deep call, I set my gun down against the tree, and run around and around and around the tree just as hard as I go screaming to the top of my voice. "Why, if there'd been somebody in the woods, they'd said, "A maniac's out here." But I didn't care what they thought. I was worshipping God; that's all I cared. I knowed He was there. And a person just can shout in church, his shouts are no good. You must... Everywhere you see God express yourself to Him and love Him...
And I thought, "Did I excite you, little fellow?" And I happened to notice, he wasn't paying much attention to me. But he cocked his little head and looked around. He was looking down in that blow down. And the winds and the storm had forced a big eagle down (We have the brown eagle in Colorado, which is a very big bird.) and forced him in there, and that's what he was excited about.

L-21 "Well," I thought, "Lord, why did You stop me from shouting for something like that?" This big eagle jumped up on one of the limbs, great big gray-looking eyes, beautiful bird. And he set there just as straight. And I said, "Now, what did You want me to see in that eagle? You mean I could see You in that eagle? Why did You interrupt me from worshipping the way I was around and around this tree?" Then I thought, "Well, there's one thing I can see in him; he's not afraid." And God's creatures are never afraid. You're not afraid of nothing.
So then, I noticed again... I said to him, "Do you know I could shoot you?" Just talking to him, nobody else there to talk to, just he and I and the Lord. So I said, "You know I could shoot you?" And I made out like I was going to reach for my gun. I seen those big eyes look at me. And I noticed he begin to feel those feathers, see if everything was--was in running order. He knew that God give him two wings, and he could trust those two wings. And he knew before I could get my gun to my shoulder, he'd be in the treetop and I'd never see him again. He knew what he was doing.

L-22 Oh, I thought, "How much more, if--if God give a eagle two wings, and he knowed where he was standing with them, what ought a Christian to do with the baptism of the Holy Spirit? How he ought to know where he's standing." For he--he seen that I wasn't going to hurt him, because I admired him. But he got tired listening to that little old pine squirrel, "Chatter, chatter, chatter; chatter, chatter chatter." And finally he just made a couple of big flops or jumps, flopped his wings about twice, and he was outside the timber. And then I seen what God was meaning.
He never flopped no more; he just knowed how to set those big strong wings. And as the wind came up there in a big gust, he just rode them waves on, on, on; he never moved a feather. He just knowed how to set his wings, and he went on beyond that little old pine squirrel, till he become just a little dot. I stood there and wept like a baby.


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