<TITLE>15. Par -</TITLE>L-20-7 Now, the first thing you know, when the old mother's decided she's going to give her children a little experience... Now, they'll join the church and everything's fine, but it begins to stick you; there's something wrong.
Then the old mother comes up there before the nest one day. She looks them little fellows over, and there's a lot of loose feathers on them. She knows if she takes them little fellows up in that air with those loose feathers, they'll break their neck.
And I tell you, if the Pentecostal church don't get a good cleaning up, they're going to break their neck too. You just remember that. There's too many loose feathers. That's what's the matter.

L-21-3 You know what she does? She gets up on the nest, and she takes her big wings and begins to fan them like that. Oh, you never stood behind this plane before. Till you find out... Loose feathers fly every way when that rushing mighty wind begins to sweep through them little fellows' feathers. I tell you; the church needs a nest shaking today with a mighty rushing wind to take all the world out of the Pentecostal church, where we can solo.
We need another old-time Gospel, Holy Ghost, God-born sent revival. That's exactly right. We don't need a new President. We've got one--a dandy. We don't new--need new mayors of the city. Whatever... That's not... Now, that's their business. But what we need as ministers is to preach the Gospel and bring the church back to Pentecost again, bring it back to--to eagle experience again. That's what the church needs. That's the... Oh, just... You don't want to be chickens. You're eagles. You have to take eagle food.

L-21-5 And here she was setting there, knocking all those little old feathers out. 'Cause if she don't, they... If their not... If they ain't got enough feathers left to take the flight, she won't take them until all them little old baby feathers blow out of them. Then she comes up there and she screams. She's ready to give them some experience then. She throws her great big fourteen foot wings out like that. Those little eagles reach over, climb up. And she's talking to them then, because they have heard her voice. They know to trust her. How...?... she.
Say, "Now, children, I'm going to take you on a solo flight." Each one goes over, and gets his little foot, and catches it into the wing, puts his little bill against one of them feathers. Why, it can't pull out. It'll hold fifty eagles for the power of that feather in his wing. And be holds across the feather like that, and the old mother lifts her wings like that, flies off the rock. Here she goes, sailing up, up, up, up, till she gets way up into the blue, way high. Them little fellows have never been there before. Oh, they're just having them a wonderful time.

L-22-1 The first thing you know, you know what she does? Turns right over and shakes them every one off. They're eagles. They ought to know how to fly. That's exactly right. She shakes them right off to theirself. Why, some of them little fellows... She hollers, "All right, children, you're eagles. Fly."
As long as you say, "Well, I belong to this church; I tell you, I don't know about that," you'll never fly. Uh-huh, uh-huh. My, right. You need to get shook off one time up in the air. Them little eagles begin to fly. She hollers, "Flop your wings, children. Just keep flopping your little faith up and down. You're high enough now that you won't hit the earth."
You know what? Then what she does; she darts out to one side to watch them. She sails right around. And here they are just--just exactly like a Pentecostal revival, just topsy turvy and one over one the other, just a flopping to all they can... They don't care. They've got supreme confidence in their mammy that's out there watching them. How ought the church ought to do.


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