<TITLE>22. Par 86-89</TITLE>L-86 But, just like Peter and them was on that day, down at the bottom of the mountain was a sick boy to be healed. So I know I had to go back in a few days. And I was standing there. And all at once, a little, old, pine squirrel (I don't know whether you have them here or not)... Oh, he's the blue coat policeman of the woods, the noisiest thing I ever heard, jumped upon... There's an old blow down there, and he jumped up on the stump and begin to going, "Chatter, chatter, chatter. Chatter, chatter, chatter. Chatter, chatter, chatter."
And I thought, "What you so excited about, little fellow? Why, you're not big enough to do anything. So what are you hollering about?" I said, "Oh, what--what are you carrying on about? Or, did I scare you? If you didn't like that, watch this a little bit. Let me show you how I really can carry on." And around and around the tree I went again. I thought, "How do you like that?" I said, "Oh, my, our Creator's wonderful. You ought to praise Him." But I noticed he wasn't watching me. He'd cock his little head sideways, and that eye bugged out on his cheek, you know, looking down like that.

L-87 And after while, crawling out of there... The wind had forced down a big, brown eagle. Oh, they're a beautiful bird. I like that an eagle. And he jumped up on that. And I thought, "Oh, that's what it was. Uh-huh. That's what you was carrying on about. You was scared of that eagle."
That big eagle jumped up on there, and oh, what a mammoth, big fellow. Them big, gray-looking eyes batting around... And I thought, "Lord, why--why did You call my attention from the rainbow, and from the wolf, and all this, just to--for this here? Well, what--what's godly about that eagle?" And I thought, "I don't see nothing godly about that little old squirrel. And I don't see nothing godly about the eagle. What's so godly about him?"

L-88 And I begin to notice. I thought... I looked at him; I said, "Did you know I could shoot you?" I said, "Here sits my gun; I could shoot you." He knowed better than that. That didn't bother him a bit. I thought, "Aren't you scared of me? Was you scared because I was shouting like that? That was our Creator. I just praise Him. You ought to, too."
And I just... Somebody come in the woods, they'd thought they had an insane person out there. But I didn't care. I was having a good time. I was worshipping the Lord. That's what's the matter with you, when you got too much starch and too much fear. We need God. We need to recognize that there's nobody here but me and God. That's all. That's all. And that's right.
We begin to wonder, "What's the neighbor going to say about me?" Well live right, and the neighbor will know what's coming off anyhow when they go with you.

L-89 So then, I listen to that little old squirrel, you know. And I watched him there. And that eagle... I thought, "What makes you so--so sure of yourself?"
And I begin to notice him. He'd make them big wings, you know, them feathers, ruffle them like that, you know, kind of straightening them out. I thought, "I see. Uh-huh. You got confidence in them wings. You know before I could get my hand on that rifle and it to my shoulder, you'd be in that timber there and I never even see you no more." See?
And I thought, "If you can have that much confidence in them wings, because God's give you wings to escape danger, how much ought the Church of God to have in the power of God that can make them escape sickness, and diseases, and troubles, and death, and hell, and fly away to God someday in the arms of the Lord Jesus." Just... I thought, "He--he's keep feeling. As long as he could feel them wings in running order, he was all right. He knowed where he was standing."


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