<TITLE>12. Par 93-99</TITLE>L-93 And when the storm ceased, I kind of walked out and--from behind the tree. And way back over on the side of the mountain, I heard an old bull elk begin to--to bugle. And he was calling to the rest of the herd; they got scattered, time of the storm. And he begin to call to the mate. Then as David said in the Scriptures, "When the deep calleth to the Deep..." If there's a deep, calling, there's got to be a Deep to respond to it, somewhere.
And then that nature begin to rise up in me. "Here's the place for me to stay. Oh, that's music." Way back over here, the old gray wolf howled, and the mate answered it down in the bottom. Oh, my. That's when the deep really calls to the Deep; to hear that wild call of the wolf, some wild animals scream, the birds scream. To me, it's God. I can hear Him amongst His beasts and His animals.

L-95 The wind a-blowing, I happened to look and back over here where the... Blowing, cold enough to freeze the water on the evergreens... The sun come out over into the west, this way, and looked like a eye looking through there, like God, in the sunset. And I noticed it caused a rainbow across the canyon. And I begin to think, "There He is in the rainbow. There He is over yonder in the calling of that elk. There He is over there in the wolf calling. Here He is in the trees. I can hear His voice whispering. There He is yonder in the rainbow."
For, "He was to look upon as Jasper and Sardius stone, with a rainbow over His head: Alpha, Omega, the beginning and the end; He that Was, Which Is, and Shall Come; the Root and Offspring of David." And with the rainbow, seven colors, perfection... God is perfected in sevens. And there He was also as rainbow, as a covenant.

L-97 Everywhere you look, you can see God, if you'll just look into His nature. And while I got all filled up... Going to tell you something, then you'll know I'm--I'm a real Baptist. While I was looking at that, I got so full of the Holy Ghost until I set my gun against a tree and run around the tree just as hard as I could, kicking one foot up in the air, and screaming to the top of my voice, hollering, "Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah," just around, around, around, around, till I almost fell down; had to stop and jerk my hands up-and-down in the air, hollering, "Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah," just as hard as I could run. I couldn't think of nothing else to say. My heart was a-bubbling over.
What was it? The deep calling to the Deep. I heard God out yonder in a way that maybe that you wouldn't hear Him. But to me, He was in His universe calling back, "I'm the God of creation. I made all things by My Own hand."

L-99 Yes, if somebody come in the woods, they'd thought they had a maniac in the woods. Around, around, around, around, around that tree I went, just having me a glorious time. I wasn't... Anybody, I didn't care whether they heard or not. I was fifty miles, thirty miles, anyhow, from anybody, as far as I knew. But around and around the tree I went, screaming. Because what? I was in God's cathedral. I could see Him everywhere, the sun, the streaks coming through the wood, the rainbow yonder, the wolf hollering, the elk hollering. I could hear Him in the winds. Oh, my, He's everywhere. Way higher, you could see where the snow peaked the mountains, and shadowing off down into the evergreen. Oh, just look anywhere, you'll see Him. He's in His universe. You believe that?


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