<TITLE>12. Par 35-38</TITLE>L-35 You remember the first time when you was borned again. When the Holy Spirit come to you, and you become a Christian, you felt like you was just walking on feathers. Didn't you?
I remember when I got saved, I... Why I was about forty yards from the house, a board walk running up there. And I tell you, I don't believe I ever touched a board going in.
And mother said, "What's the matter with you, Billy?"
I said, "I just don't know, ma. I just can't tell you."
And I--I picked up my Bible; I couldn't read it. I picked up a song book; I couldn't read it. I laid it down and went around behind the house. There was a railroad track back there, and I got on that railroad track, and I had to let the steam off somewhere. I run down the track just as hard as I could, and jumped way up in the air and hollered, "Whoopee," just as hard as I could. I had to give vent to that feeling. Oh, I was floating in the air. My, that new birth.

L-36 When this little eagle comes, oh, he's a--he loves his home. Now, the mother eagle goes out and gets fishes, and she gets rabbits, and she gets sheep or whatever she can get, and she fixes this little eagle a nice diet. She be sure that junior gets the right thing.
I'm so glad that Jehovah sees that His little eaglets gets the right kind of food. He will put it before you, whether you want to eat it or not. You'll have to turn your head. But if you're a born eagle, "My sheep, My eagles, know My voice." They know the food.
Said, "You love Me, Peter."
Said, "Feed My sheep."
I like that, "Feed My Sheep." "Feed My Sheep," don't drive them; feed them. Feed them the Word; they like sheep food. You know, some people don't like this sheep food. The sheep food is that good old-time feeling of old-time salvation, just as free as you can feel, and no condemnation.
Why, we used to stand, and clap our hands, and sing, "I feeled all right; there's no condemnation in my heart." having a great time. And of course, it'll cause the little chickens to look up and say, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, fanaticism."

L-37 There was a farmer not long ago; he was an ambitious farmer. He didn't have very much of a barn. But he just built the fine crops, and done everything he could to take care of his stock. Another fellow had fine tractors, but he was too lazy to--to farm.
Well, when the fall of the year come, he--he cut his weeds and put them in the barn. He had a beautiful barn, oh, my, a fine barn. But the other fellow, he didn't take time about the barn, but he was seeing that the--his animals got good feed.
So there's a calf barn in each barn, and--and the next year when springtime come, you know, the--the--probably the calf that was born in the good barn, great big high spires, you know, and plush seats... You know what I'm talking about, so you can read between the lines. But he didn't have much food.

L-38 So then, they turned them out, both of them did, to get a little spring breeze. Oh, my, this little calf had been in a little bitty mission down there, somewhere, a little church, you know. He--he was all fat, and round, and full of vitamins. My, he got out there, and that wind begin to rush over the top of him. He was full of ginger. He begin to kick up his heels and--and jump around, around, and around. Why, he was feeling good.
They turned the other little calf out, had been fed on ecclesiastical weeds, you know. When he got out there, poor little fellow, the wind just about to blow him down, staggering around like that. And he stuck his little face up to the crack of the fence, and looked through, and seen this little calf just happy and jumping, and jumping all around, said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, such fanaticism."


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