<TITLE>23. Par 83-85</TITLE>L-83 "Oh," said, "in the wrong nest, huh, mama? Is that what happened?"
"Yeah."
"You're my mama?"
"Yes, I'm your both father and mother, sister, brother. I'm all in all to you."
"That sounds good, mama. Now, mama, what must I do?"
Said, "I tell you, honey. The way you got to do, you got to jump. You got to jump and get your feet off the ground. And then just go to flapping them little wings of yours. Just flap them as hard as you can. You can rise, 'cause you're an eagle. See, you got long feathers. Fly. Just jump off the ground, and start flapping your wings real hard. I'll get you."
And he jumped up, this little eagle coming out of them denominations, and give a great big flap four or five times, and lit right on a barnyard post, right in the middle of a Pentecostal denomination.
You can't organize Pentecost. You can't denominate. Pentecost is an experience, not an organization. It's for you Methodists, you Baptists, you Presbyterians. They try to draw fences around it, but it's not so. Eagles will fly right over it. Sure they do. Don't pay no attention to it.

L-84 Mother come by here, he said. "Mama, ain't I doing good? Look where I'm at now, mama."
She said, "Sonny, you're going to have to jump higher than that, or I can't even get you."
There she swooped back down again. He throwed his little feet up in the air and begin to flop his wings as hard as he could. And the first thing you know, he felt himself being lifted up, up, up, till he struck the Milky White Way. Amen. Then he could fly hisself. After he got high enough, he could fly himself.
Brother, that's what's the matter with the church today. It's never raised high enough just to get out of an organization or something another, to find out whether it could fly or not. How do you know you can't fly? Use your wings. Hallelujah. Jump into it. Go to flapping your wings and find out. Jehovah will catch you. "I'll bear him up on eagle wings." Amen. Oh. Whew. My.
I find many people who can't understand
Why we are so happy and free;
I've been filled with the Spirit, there isn't a doubt
And that's what's the matter with me.
Yes, sir. Oh, my. Crossed over Jordan to Canaan's fair land, this is like heaven to me. Is that right, brother, sister?

L-85 Aren't you glad you're an eagle today? Jehovah Eagle with us... God, Jehovah Eagle, He's with us. I love Him, don't you? Let us bow our heads. (He just said something to me just then.)
How many in here would like to fly away from the old buzzard's roost, get out into Christ and live free in the Spirit? Raise your hands, and say, "Pray for me, Brother Branham." Oh, just look at the hands. "Blessed are they that do hunger and thirst." This might've been an awful rude message, church. It's rude 'cause I have no education. I'm not a--a theologian. Just a little rude ways of how I've watched nature, and know God ordained nature. So He--He's God. He--He--He's still here, He--He knows all things.
Just be silent a moment...?... I--I want to see what He wants me to do. Just be in prayer, "Lord, be merciful to me. I raised my hand. Take my hand and lift me up above the shadows just now."
How great Thou art. How great Thou art. Isn't He wonderful? Just bathe now. The message is cutting and bruising. Just bathe in His sweetness.
Sweetest name on mortal tongue,
Sweetest carol ever sung,
Oh, Jesus, blessed Jesus...?...


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