<TITLE>10. Par 32-34</TITLE>L-32 Now, God, if He is so great... Here some time ago, up at where I live on the Ohio river, there was a little boy that used to go down to the river. And he would--associated with an old fisherman. He used to come to my church. He had a long, white beard. There was a place just up above us called the Six Mile Island. We used to fish up there, and the old fisherman had his nets and things out up there. So the little boy would ride up the river with him to run these nets.
And so, the little boy went to Sunday school there in the city. And he went one morning and asked his mother; he said, "Mother," said, "last Sunday," said, "my Sunday school teacher was telling how great God is. Said He covers all space; He never did begin, and so forth." Said, "If He's so great... If He's that great, then He's greater than I am." And said, "If He's great--that great, He's greater than the mountain. If He's that great, He's greater than the river." And said, "I can see all those things, so why can't I see God, if He's that great?" That's a pretty good question.
So she said, "Now, look, honey. I--I'm not a Sunday school teacher. You go ask your Sunday school teacher."
Well, he went to his Sunday school teacher.
She said, "I can't answer that. Go to the pastor."
And the pastor said, "Why, no, sonny. No man can see God."
Said, "Well, how... Him being that great, we can't see Him?"
He said, "No. No one can see Him."
"Well," said... He didn't like that answer very well, but he went on, 'cause that was the highest order he could--thought he could go to, was the pastor.

L-33 So one day coming down the river with the old fisherman, there come up a storm, and the old fisherman pulled into the bank. And so after that the storm was over, the--the two started down the river together. And, oh, how the air--so fresh after a rain.
And the sun was going down in the west, and in the east there come a rainbow. And the little boy setting in the--in the stern of the boat, the old fisherman pulling the oars, he noticed running down over his gray beard was great big, white crystal tears. And the little boy looked around to see what he was looking at, and it was a rainbow.
So he never had... Religion hadn't been named among them for some time, so, he went up to the front--to the center of the boat and he said to him, he said, "Sir, I'm going to ask you a question that my mother, Sunday school teacher, or pastor cannot satisfy me." He said, "God made that rainbow, didn't He?"
He said, "Yes, sir. He did, son. He gave that a promise that He'd no more destroy the world by water."
He said, "If God is so great, sir, if He's so great, then why can't I see Him?"

L-34 The old fisherman, overcome by the little boy's question, pulled the oars in the boat, and put his arms around the little boy, and hugged him up to his breast, pulled him up, looked in his face, and he said, "God bless your little heart, honey. All I've seen for the past forty years has been God." He had so much God on the inside, he could see Him on the outside. Now, that's the way you have to see God, is get Him on the inside and let Him look through your eyes.
But you know the church has become more or less like a paralyzed condition. It becomes too common, these things.


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