<TITLE>14. Par 136-147</TITLE>L-136 Aw, no wonder God likened His heritage to the eagle! You know, He calls Himself an eagle. And we are eaglets. And the eagle is not a scavenger. He gets fresh meat every day. Amen. Eagle Food, that's what the Church has to have, not on an experience of forty years ago. An experience I got right now, something fresh from Heaven.

L-137   The old eagle builds his nest way up in the cliffs, so the weasels and things won't get it. His denominational brother, the chicken, puts his in any old crack in the fence down there, scratch in the barnyard, and everything else. But not eagle, he couldn't eat that. See? He's gone. That's nothing for him.

L-138 This eagle, when he gets to a certain place, the Bible said, "Renew our youth like the eagle." I often wondered, "renew the youth," how could that be?

L-139   I remember. This sounds... I've taken a lot of your time. But, first pentecostal group I ever got with, was two different organizations of them, together. And I was coming down from--from up on a fishing trip, and I went in. I seen these names all over this. I went in. I heard the awfullest noise, and these people in there, jumping, and running, and dancing, around over the place. I thought, "What is this?"

L-140 So he said, "All ministers to the platform tonight." And there was about three hundred of us, and we went up. I went up and set down. Said, "Now, we haven't got time for you all to preach." Said, "We just want you to just call your name, where you're from."

L-141 When it come to me, I said, "William Branham, evangelist; Jeffersonville, Indiana," set down.

L-142 So I had heard some fine speakers that day. And first thing you know... They had to have it in the North, so the colored could come to it. It was a national convention, and they had to have it in the North, them days. That's been about twenty-five years ago, I guess, or more, had to have it up there so the colored people could attend.

L-143   So that night I thought, "My, this great convention, this night's meeting, they'll have one of their most foremost speakers to come forth." Course, us Baptists, you know, that's the way we did it. So they got...

L-144 After while, raising up in a corner, was an old colored man, an old darkie, had a little rim of white--white fuzz around his neck. And I was about, I guess, about twenty-two years old, twenty-three. And they had on these old preacher's coats, one of these old-fashion cut-tail, you know, back in the back, you know, like the swallow. And the old fellow come limping out like this, about eighty years old. He got out to... I thought, "What would they bring a man like that out, at a convention here, where about fifteen hundred people being setting here, and, there, one of their speakers to come out like that?"

L-145   The old fellow come out. He said, "Well," he says, "I'll tell you." He says, "I want to take my text from over in Job, tonight. 'Where was you when I laid the foundation of the world, when the morning stars sang together and the sons of God shouted for joy?'"

L-146 I listened to all those ministers that day, how they'd placed the life of Christ in the Scripture, how beautifully. I thought some real speakers had spoke that day. I thought, "This poor old crippled-up fellow."

L-147 Well, he never talked about what went on on earth. He talked about what went on in Heaven. And he took Him up yonder about ten million years before the foundation of the world, and brought Him down the horizontal rainbow, and the second Coming. He wasn't about two minutes doing that. And when he did, the Spirit hit him. He jumped in the air, and clicked his heels together, said, "Glory to God!" He said, "You ain't got enough room here for me to preach," went trotting off the platform.


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