<TITLE>02. Par 6-9</TITLE>L-6 And I've learned much of eagles, as I've studied them. And I'm a great lover of nature. Nature's where I first found God, to watch Him. I've watched the flowers. When I was just a sinner boy, and see the little flowers; frost would hit them, and they'd bow their little head, and little black seed would drop out of them.
And you know they have a funeral procession for flowers? Did you ever know that? Sure, God has a funeral procession. Certainly does. The fall rains come over, and just cry great big tears down, and buries them flower seeds. Certainly does. He has a funeral procession.
And then they lay there; in the wintertime, why, the ground freezes, and the little stalk dries up; the bulb dries up; the petals gone. The little seed freezes, pops open. All the pulp in the seed runs out. You might get a handful of that dirt, take it down to the laboratory, and test it over and over, and you'll never find anything of that seed left in there. But just let the sun start shining. There's a germ of life somewhere that God has hid in that seed somewhere in that ground. From that seed it'll live again.
And I thought, "If God made a way for a seed to live again, how much more has He made a way for me to live again and you to live again?

L-7 I was eating some ice cream one day when I was State game warden of Indiana. There was an old Methodist preacher named Brother Spurgeon, a very fine old man: Henryville, Indiana. We were setting up on a stool eating a little ice cream having some fellowship, and the Agricultural Hour was on.
The little 4-H Club there in Louisville had--had a machine over there that they had perfected, that could make a grain of corn look just exactly like the one you made in the field. And you put a sack full that the machine had made and a sack full that growed in the field, put them in your hands, mix them up, you could never tell them apart. Take them down to the laboratory, cut them apart. They each had so much calcium, and so much moisture, just exactly. And the only way you'd ever know them again was to bury them. And both of them would rot. But the one that man made, that was the end of it. But the one that God made had a germ of life. It rose again.

L-8 We can be church members, try to live a good life, but, brother, God's Life is what counts. Two men look just alike. Go... Both of them go to church, both of them deacons, both of them pastors: one have a germ of Life, and the other one does not have the germ of Life. So the difference is that where you find that nature, new birth; that something that's in there that takes away all the--the doubt out of it, and gives you an assurance in here that you know you've passed from death unto Life. Because your spirit and His Spirit is the same; they bear record one with the other.
Oh, how wonderful it is to know the grace and the glory of God that's come to us and been shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Spirit: nothing like it.

L-9 Studying and watching these fellows, these eagles, watching their nature... One year up in Colorado... I--I like to hunt, and I don't like... I'm not a killer; a hunter. And I like to just go out, get up on the mountain, set down and watch the animals, see how they move.
Never in my life, as I remember, taking over a limit of anything, because... And you hunters remember that. It's sinful for a Christian to break the law. You shouldn't do it, and you remember...


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