<TITLE>17. Par 68-72</TITLE>L-68 Now, brother, that's unusual for that deer. And I could almost see the veins in her face, that big pretty thing standing there. And I seen old Burt put that shell, that .30-06 up there, raised up that rifle. He's a dead shot. That telescope hair, laid right across her loyal heart.
Now, she wasn't just acting up; there was something in her; there was a mother. The baby was in trouble. When the bolt went down, the deer heard the bolt fall. When he pulled the bolt over it, and the shell clicked into the barrel, from the magazine. And when it clicked down like that, she turned, and she looked, and she saw the hunter.

L-69 I just had to bow my head. She looked. Do you think she run? No, sir. She seen the hunter; she looked at him for a moment, and she turned off, trying to find where that baby was. She wasn't a hypocrite. She was a mother. There was something in her, regardless of living or dying. Her baby was in trouble. And whether she died or not, she was going to find that baby.
I said, "Burt, you're not going to do that?"
I seen him level up; I knowed within a second or two he'd blow that loyal heart of that mother plumb through the other side of her; that big one hundred and eighty green--grain mushroom bullet would blow her heart out on the other side.
I thought, "Burt, how can you be so mean, to do a thing like that, blow that loyal heart of that mother, standing there with a real loyal heart? Even in the face of death, she didn't care. Her baby was in trouble, hunter shoot or not, she was going to find that baby. How could you be so cruel to do that?"

L-70 He wasn't noticing me, he was laying--aiming down, and I knowed he was a shot. I just turned my back; I couldn't watch it being done. I started praying to myself, I thought, "Lord, don't let him to that. Don't let him kill that precious mother there; look what she's doing, walking out there hunting for her baby. It's a hypocritical deed to make her think that her baby's out there, and bring her out there, that loyal heart hunting her baby, and then blow her heart out of her. That's cruel." I said, "Don't let him do it, Lord."

L-71 I waited and the gun never fired. I wondered what was the matter, and when I turned around, the gun was going like this, shaking. He looked around, those lizard eyes had changed. Big tears was rolling down his cheeks; he throwed the gun down on the ground, and he grabbed me around the pants leg; he said, "Preacher, I've had enough of it." Said, "Tell me about that Jesus, that you know so well." What was it? He seen something real. All the preaching I had done to him, all the songs that he'd heard... He's a deacon in the Baptist Church up there now. What was the matter? When he seen something real, he seen something that wasn't hypocritical. He seen something was real put on a display.

L-72 Jesus said, "If they hold their peace, the rocks will immediately cry out."
Brother, sister, people want to see something that's real. They want--they want something that they can see that's genuine. And God's got it for you tonight. That's His beloved Son. Hear ye Him. He's the One Who can give you that real genuine, not something, you say, "Well, a Christian ought to act like this." but a real display of real Christianity.
"This is My beloved Son; hear ye Him," said the Lord.


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