<TITLE>14. Par 108-114</TITLE>L-108 "Well," I thought, "what you so brave about? What makes you brave?" I begin to notice then; he kept feeling those wings. You know how they move their feathers back and forth, you know, pull their wings. I thought, "Oh, I see. Uh-huh. God gave you two wings. And you know good and well that you could take them two big wings and get in that timber before I could even reach that rifle." He had confidence in what... God gave him them wings, and he knowed what them wings would do for him.
How much different it is with the human being? God gave us the Holy Ghost, and we still don't know what It'll do for us. That's right. It's unlimited what He'll do. "Whatsoever things you desire, when you pray, believe you get it, and you shall have it." That eagle could trust his God-given wings. You know why? I think, a lot of times, the eagle had tried it out. He knowed what he was talking about. And we got the Holy Ghost and haven't tried It out. That's just where it's at. See, if we'd let nature work in us like the--the animal does... Sure, he knows what to take ahold of and what not.

L-110 So he--he knowed the distance from where I was standing from my rifle; he could be in that timber, and I'd never see him. So he kept moving those big wings. And I watched him; I said, "Old boy, I'd never shoot you. I am so proud of you." I like to see something that's got some spunk to it, something that'll stand up when they know what they're doing. Don't you like to see that?
That's the reason I like the Pentecostal church. Don't care what the world says, call them holy-rollers, everything else; they stand right up and shout just the same, praise the Lord, go right on. I like that. Certainly, stand right up to it. Don't make any difference who it is; stay there and give your testimony; give God praise.

L-112 I watched this old eagle as he moved around there, you know, a little bit. And I happened to notice; he wasn't watching me so much; he was getting tired of listening to that squirrel curse him, "Chatter, chatter, chatter. Chatter, chatter, chatter." Ah, he just looked over at him. After while he got annoyed at him, so the only thing he done was just give a great big jump like that, and flopped his wings about twice, and he was beyond the timber. Then he never flopped one more time; he just set his wings. And every time the air would rise, he'd rise with it. And I stood there and looked at him. As every time the wind would rush in, he'd go a little higher: never moved a feather, just going up, up, up, up, until he become a little spot.
I stood there, and tears begin to run down my cheeks. I said, "O God, this is a great place to be. Here's where I love to be. There You are in that eagle."

L-114 See, he just made one big jump, and he trusted his wings. He didn't flop from one meeting to another and go from one church to another. He just made one big flop, then set his wings in the power of God, like the Holy Ghost, and carried him away, on, on, on, on. He got away from this little old chipmunks of the earth here, earthbound; they ain't got no wings, and don't know how to fly. "Chatter, chatter. Days of miracles is past. No such a thing as the Holy Ghost; that's for another day passed by." Oh, just set your wings in the power of God; let the Holy Ghost rise you above it, go on and on and on. He couldn't even hear no more chipmunk, ground squirrel, or whatever you want to call him. Got tired of that chatter, chatter. Oh, if the church, one of these days will get tired of that, and they'll know how to set their wings; and they'll take a walk with God and go home out of it.
"Days of miracles is passed." Tell me when. Just come too late to tell us that, didn't they? "Days of miracles is passed. No such a thing as the Holy Ghost. Speaking in tongues is just make-believe." That's all they know about it. So the thing to do is just set your wings.


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