<TITLE>09. Par 33-36</TITLE>L-33 Don't you see, it's... The same God that could lead them into the ark in the days of Noah is the same God Who can take them away from danger. Well, if God, by the instinct He gives to a bird to know to flee away from falling walls, how much more ought we to flee away from these big high ecclesiastical walls that's bound to crush, by the inspiration of the Holy Ghost. Get away. Go to God quickly. Don't put your name on a book. Get borned again, filled with the Holy Ghost.
God in nature. God give that little bird nature. He believes in it; he--he trusts it.

L-34 Here not long ago I was up in Canada, and there was them ducks up there, up there on a pond, and how they--milling around on the pond. They'll be there now. In about, Lord willing, in about another month I take a hunting trip there. That... Little ducks come out of the south, way down in Louisiana, and Alabama, Texas, the rice fields, and they fly all the way into Canada. And they have their little ducklings up there on those marshes, swamps, or--or lakes.

L-35 Now, here's a little drake. He was born right there on that lake, born that spring. He's never been off of that pond. That's all he knows: born right there. But one night there'll come a white cap across the mountain up there, there'll be snow strike that mountain, that cold breeze will sweep down through the valley.
That little drake will get right out there in the middle of that pond, stick that little honker up in the air, and honk four or five times, and every duck on the pond will come right to him. Why? He will raise right off of that pond and go, without a compass or anything else, just as straight to Texas as he can go to the rice fields. If he stays any longer, it'll freeze over. They'll die.
He's never been off of there. How does he know where to go? He trusts in the God-given instinct. And if a duck has got sense enough to get away from danger and coldness, how much ought the church, by the power of the Holy Ghost and the resurrection of Christ, to get away from a dying creed. See what I mean? Instinct.

L-36 One time I was plowing, papa and I. The horses kept snorting, and I said, "Pop, what's the matter? Is there a coyote back there?"
He said, "No, son. It's coming a storm."
I said, "A storm?" I was on an old riding cultivator. Many of you know what they are. Said, "A storm?" I said, "There's not a cloud nowhere."
He said... stopped (never will forget the old fellow), pulled out his red handkerchief, and wiped the perspiration from his brow. He said, "Billy, you got a lot to learn, son." He said, "You see, the Almighty has give that horse an instinct so he can go to safety." Said, "There's a storm coming somewhere, and they can smell that storm."
I thought, "Daddy..." I--I said, "All right." And I hadn't plowed two more rounds till we could hardly get the--the horses out quick enough: lightning, thundering, and everything, and here was the storm. They caught it before it got there.
And if God can give a horse (talk about horse sense), can give a horse instinct and intelligence enough to know how to protect itself from danger, how much more ought we, by the inspiration of the Holy Ghost, to flee to safety when we see a time like this arriving. Yes. "Show us the Father, it will sufficeth us." Oh, my, how I could dwell on that.


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