<TITLE>12. Par 44-46</TITLE>L-44 Now, the chicken don't know nothing about that. He just don't know what to do. I can see those little eagles up there flopping around, and a bunch of little chickens down here scratching around in the manure pile. Look up like that, and say, [Brother Branham illustrates--Ed.] "Such fanaticism." See?
Could you imagine that? Why, he doesn't know what they're doing. He can't get up there. He can't get his feet off the ground.
That's the way with people sometimes; you're so earthbound, till they stand on man's word instead of God's Word. God said so! That settles it. Eagles believe it. I don't know about chickens. But eagles believe every Word that God said's the truth. They stay right on it. If Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever, the Lord says that, they say "Amen" to it. If Jesus said, "The works that I do shall you also." They say "Amen" to it. They believe it. God checks them by that.

L-45 I heard a story one time, that there was a farmer, that was going to set a hen. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] Now, I guess all you people know what it takes to make it setting a eggs. And he lacked one egg in having enough. And he put an eagle's egg under the hen. That's about the way it averages, one to a setting.
But, however, when this little fellow was hatched out, he was a stranger in a strange land. That's the way when some of these places hatch out a eagle once in a while. He didn't know what to do. He didn't--couldn't understand their language. The hen would get out there and scratch in the barnyard, holler, "Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck. The days of miracles are past. There's no such a thing as Divine healing. All that Holy Ghost stuff is fanaticism."
He couldn't understand that. He's kind of by himself. And he looked around, thought, "Is this where I belong? Now, I don't look up that way, because that was one time, but we're down here now. See?" But he couldn't understand that. He looked up and it looked pretty good to him. Why? It was his nature. He was an eagle to begin with. He wasn't at home. Did you ever see any of them like that? I was one of them.

L-46 So then, the first thing you know, the clucking of the hen, he couldn't understand it. The chickens, their diet and the way they'd eat. Why, he couldn't understand that. It'd turn his little stomach to see the way they eat. Sometime it does, a real Christian in an old formal church. The diet, bunco games, card parties, soup suppers for the preacher, God don't endorse that.
So then the first thing you know, one day while he was out there running along by himself looking around, his little wings folded, didn't know what to do. And all the little chicken was eating away on their diet. He couldn't understand it. But there come an old mother eagle through the sky hunting for him. She flew over.
I'm so glad that He found me one day too. I never found Him; He found me. I knowed there was something somewhere. There was something in my heart when they told me that visions and things is of the devil, that Divine healing, that was just mental conditions. There was something down in there told me different. I knowed that was wrong.


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