<TITLE>15. Par 88-97</TITLE>L-88 So I started climbing high, and about time I got up to where we call, "the saddle," a little place there that I always cross over to go to a place called "Quaker Knob," right on the Continental Divide there, way high. And when I got to almost this little saddle, this... the clouds getting blacker and blacker. Wasn't a car left, just us up there, as far... and the cowboy on the camp. So it got--it got worse and worse. So, in a few minutes, it started raining. Well, I took my gun and put it under my coat, keep the scope from smoking up, and--and the stock getting wet; whether run into a bear or something, coming back, so I--I held my scope like that and set down under a tree, a little bit. And I set there, and praying. I said, "Lord God, You're the Great Jehovah, and I love You."

L-89   How many experiences have I had! I pointed out to the brethren, Brother Palmer and them, the places. Where, the eagle, you know, I seen him rise up that day, you know, and how... That the places where it all taken place in there. It's a temperamental thing to me, in there. I've had so many great experiences with my Lord, up in them mountains. So you just can't go there without seeing Him; He's just everywhere.

L-90 So then as I--I set there, then the sleet started, and the wind twisting, like that. And I said, "Well, I know the way down, but I better get off of here right now." So I said...

L-91 It looked down, and I couldn't even see the bottoms no more; them clouds just whirling and twisting, and sleet blowing. And there it was, the blizzard! Forecast for several days, "A big blizzard coming!"

L-92   Brother Tom is here. Brother Tom Simpson, coming down from Canada, heard the forecast, and he was advised not to go through that part of the country, 'cause this forecast said, "It'll be blizzard." Where are you, Brother Tom? I think that, yeah, right here. And he... The blizzard was coming! Everybody had done set in for it.

L-93   Well, I put my gun back under my shirt, like this, my red shirt, started walking down the mountain. And as I started, I got about a half a mile from the saddle; and, oh, my, the big drops of snow, like that, and the wind twisting up, on that mountain, and blowing. I couldn't see the bottom no more. I could see about twenty feet in front of me, or thirty. And I knowed to come right down this little, what we called, "a little hog back," little ridge, then come off to the creek, and then I knowed to follow the creek, and where to go to, if it got real bad.

L-94   And so then I started down, and got about half way down there, and Something said to me, just as plain as you hear me, "Stop, and go back!"

L-95 Well, I thought, "What was I thinking about? Maybe it's just my mind." And I just couldn't make another step forward.

L-96 David had fixed me a sandwich that morning, and I think he tried to get even with me for fixing his daddy one, one time, of onion and honey, that's all we had. So he fixed me a baloney and, oh, I don't know what all it was, wrapped in there! And I had it in my shirt, and it done got wet through my shirt. I thought, "I'll just stop and eat this, and maybe I'll... It'll be all right then." So I pulled out the sandwich, about ten o'clock, and I started eating the sandwich. And as I eat the sandwich, I thought, "Now I'll be all right."
And I started to move on, but Something said, "Go back where you come from!"

L-97   "Go back through that storm, a half a mile or more back up the mountain, into that dark timber?" Where, you can then hardly see as far as that organ! But I'm getting to be an old man, and I've been a Christian now for thirty-three years; and I know, no matter what, how ridiculous it seems, mind the Lord, do what the Lord says.


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