<TITLE>03. Par 9-12</TITLE>L-9 It must have been just about sundown; it had been an awful day. Some great things had happened. They'd seen something happen that had never happened before in all the history of the world. And usually when Jesus is around, you see things happen that's strange, odd.
The big fisherman was putting his big brawny muscles to the little ship as he was pushing it off the shore. The people had gathered up around the bank, and were waving good bye as he pushed the boat, the bow out, got it turned around, waved back to all the people on the bank. And I can just see him walk up and take his seat by the side of Andrew, his brother, pick up the oar, and start steadily with the rest of the brethren, pulling the little ship as they started across the lake. Every once in a while, they would raise up, wave to the people as they were praising God and waving good bye to them, as they had just received orders from Jesus to cross over the lake. He would come later. And He'd gone up into a mountain to pray alone.

L-10 Then there must have been a long silence. Everybody after the last farewell was said, there must have been a silence for a little while. No one said nothing, as each man bending his back to the oars, and pulling the little ship as it crossed on the calm sea just as the sun goes down. Everything seems to be peaceful and quiet.
It's a day that's finished. Did you ever notice when the wind's blowing real hard, it'll usually stop just about time sun sets. Strange how things like that happen. In the mountains when you're hunting, no matter which way the wind's coming, it'll come right down the mountain just as bray day--day break, come right down the mountain. No matter if the wind's coming right up the mountain, it'll change and come right down when day starts breaking. You like to watch things in nature? That's way you find God; He's just all around you everywhere. Watch Him in nature. Lord willing, before I leave I want to preach on God in His nature.

L-11 Then we find, after a long silence and the little sea calm, and the little boat moving along rapidly as it crossed the--the sea. It must have been the young John... He was the youngest of the disciples, and more or less (I guess) the talking kind. Must have let up on his oar to coast just a moment, and said something like this, "Brethren, I am more convinced now then ever in my life, that we're not following some kind of fanatic. I'm more convinced then ever that He is just what He says He is. Because today, when He was standing breaking that bread and feeding that five thousand, did you notice the look on His face? How stern, how He looked like Jehovah standing there (And He was Jehovah standing there.) breaking that bread and feeding it out to five thousand."

L-12 "And here's what come on my heart, brethren, I can call back the stories when I was just a little boy, my mother reading out of the Scriptures, the sacred Word. And she read when our ancient people come into this land, that the great Jehovah God, for the space of forty years, made bread up in heaven every night and rained it out on the ground for the people. And when I was looking at Him today taking a piece of bread and breaking it, and hand it out to us--every time I reached my hand, I trembled. For I'd look and no sooner then He'd broke a piece off, another piece had growed on just like it. Where was He getting that cooked bread? And when He'd break a fish, I'd notice a piece of fish (not raw fish, cooked fish, and seasoned fish) done growed on by the time He could reach His hand back and get another piece of fish."


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