<TITLE>11. Par 46-48</TITLE>L-46 "Oh," I thought, "how can people not look at that?" I thought, "It's good to be here." Like Peter said, "Let's build three tabernacles," but down at the bottom of the mountain. I thought, "Lord, why will I have to... I was born for this. I was born for the mountain. I love this, and why should I ever have to go down? But of course, there's sick children at the bottom of the mountain, with papa and mama that don't know God. I must leave the place and go down."
While I was standing there, well, to you Presbyterians, I guess I got emotional. To you Pentecostals, I was shouting. I got so happy, until I begin to throw up my hands, and I begin to run around and around that tree, screaming to the top of my voice, praising God. Why? I saw Him in His universe. Sure.
And I was just a--a screaming. If somebody would have come in the woods, they would have thought they had an insane man in the woods. But I was about thirty-five miles from civilization. And I was running... I didn't care--didn't want anybody to hear me. I was praising my God, Who I could see in His universe, hear Him in His animals, seeing Him in His sunset, watch Him in His rainbow. I thought, "Everything here is God."

L-47 He's closer than your right arm. You just fail to see Him. How can a flower grow without God? All the science in the world cannot make one blade of that fern. They can make something look like it, but they can't make that because it's got life in it. God is the only Life there is.
Who could look in the face of a--a lily and say there's no God and still claim to be sane. He could not have his right mind. With all of our science, we could never build a lily. Make me a tree, somebody. You can't do it. Make me a blade of grass. You can't do it. That's God, God in His flowers, God in His sun, God in His universe, God in His animals, God in His creation. There's something about it.

L-48 I remember one time, daddy and I were plowing; and we was plowing corn. And I was just a little boy and my horse just begin to snort so, back in Indiana on the farm. And I said, "What's the matter?" They were looking up. I said, "Perhaps an animal is coming."
Oh, I see my old dad. He was about then--about thirty years old, I suppose, maybe thirty-five. He stopped. He said, "Billy, my son, I want to tell you something." He said, "Those horses do not see anything." Said, "But you know what's fixing to happen?"
I said, "No, dad."
He said, "There's coming a storm."
"Well," I said, "now, my father, I do not see any cloud at all, neither do I hear a thunder or see lightning."
He said, "You don't have to. You can't see it yet. They can."
I said, "I do not understand it. You mean his sight is better than mine?"
He said, "Not necessarily. But you see, Billy, the Almighty God has put in nature a way to preserve itself and keep itself." Said, "That horse can smell or sense that storm." And said, "God gives them that so they can get to safety."
I stood there a little bit. My father was not a Christian at that time. So I thought, "Surely, if God can give a horse a sense to get to safety when trouble's coming, how much more can He give to His children?" He's in His universe. See?
About--plowed about two more rounds and I heard the thunder. The cloud was on us in about another half hour. They could sense it.


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