<TITLE>13. Par 44-47</TITLE>L-44 The old hen she... The even the clucking of the hen fooled the little duck, he'd go quack, quack. She'd go cluck, cluck. Why, he didn't know that language. A believer don't know the language, "Come, in my dear friends; this is one of the greatest churches. We stand ten thousand members, and if you'll just put your name on this book, you have a ticket to heaven." Huh, a duck knows better. That's right. A duck knows he's got to be borned again, knows there's got to be something real.
But the little old duck couldn't understand that. And they'd have a little soup supper, you know, and say, "All you people come down; there's going to be a great spiritual meeting tonight." They go down there and boil up some old rooster and sell him for fifty cents a plate to pay the preacher. A real duck don't get that. Certainly, he don't. That's still scratching on the manure pile, like the chickens do, but the duck can't eat that like that.

L-45 And the first thing you know, the old hen wandered off one day, catching grasshoppers out behind the barn. Oh, that field was hot. And he got out there, and they--they begin to make it hot on the duck for taking by taking him out in the field. They make it hot on you, "Now, you keep away from them holy-roller meetings or I'll take your name right off of this book. If you cooperate with that, our church has nothing to do with it." That ain't going to stop a duck.
The first thing you know, this little fellow got up on a hillside and the... Right down below the hill was a--a running stream of water. And he heard something down there going, quack, quack, said, "That sounds pretty good." And he raised his little honker up in the air, and he smelt water. Brother, it was borned in him to love the water. The old hen said, "Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, come back here." He stuck his little bill up, said, "Honk, honk, honk." Right straight to the water he went just as hard as he could go. Why? He was a duck by nature. And a man is a Christian by nature. Being borned in the Spirit of God, he hungers for the supernatural and the power of the living God.

L-46 And this duck jumped down there, got into the water, and ducked his little honker down in there, got a big mouthful of water and he gurgled it up like that, shoveled his feathers around a few times, and joined with the rest of the ducks. That's the way it is with every believer. Brother, when he gets a mouthful and a heart-full of the baptism of the Holy Ghost, there's something that makes him join himself among those of like fellowship. He's got real fellowship; he understands their language.
That's way it was with this little Queen; she didn't care what all them chickens was hollering about. She was a duck; she was on her road to find out whether there was a true God or not. She didn't care about whether Ishmael's children... If God's doing the leading, God will see that you get there. "Now," she said, "I'm not going in and jump into a bunch of fanaticism; I'm going to read their books and find out whether it's right or not."

L-47 So she arrived at the gate, after ninety days of hard traveling. People, if it turns a little cold, little hot, they wouldn't come out and set in this building like this, and fan like you all are; certainly not; they're not interested. But you who are interested are. Don't get too hot, or it don't get too cold, don't get too far away, you come anyhow. Why? There's something inside of you calling. What is it? When the deep calling to the deep, when the Spirit of God's in you, and something begins to noise around, "There's a great power of God moving." You take to it as hard as you can, sit down, watch the Scriptures. Judge it and see whether it's right or not. That's what she did.


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