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''26 Recently I was watching. I love birds. I was watching some eagles here not long ago when I was on a fishing trip, an old mother eagle, setting way on top of a mountain. And she threw her wings out, and the little eagles caught a hold of her wings, and she went down into the valley. It was the first time they’d ever been out of that old nest. | |||
''...Then I seen her take her little ones, and they caught a hold of her wings, and she went down the mountain into the valley, throwed out her big wings and the little eagles let loose. They begin to run around, their little feet touched for the first time upon soft ground, upon the grass. They eat green grass. “He leads me beside still water.” Oh, my, how glorious and wonderful. | |||
''Then, notice closely, when he was—they did that, then the little eagles… The old mother eagle, when she seen that, what was… She went plumb back up into the top of the mountains again, set down upon the rocks, begin to look down, watching those little eagles. | |||
''...After while, I seen her hold her head up, and she looked up, and she made a squall. All at once, she darted from that mountain, down into the valley. And when she went down there, she threw forth those great majestic wings and let out a scream. When she did, every one of those little eagles left off eating, run as quickly as they could to their mother, grabbed their little bill a hold of her wings, like that, with their bill, put their little feet in them wings. I wondered what was the matter. I couldn’t see it yet. But across the mountain come a hurricane that she could smell in the air and knew it was coming. She was watching over her brood. And then, before she could get off the ground, the storm was already sweeping down through the hollow. When she did, she pierced that storm blowing at sixty miles an hour. Those little eagles holding on to that mother’s wings. And right into the cleft of the rocks she went.<ref>William Branham, 50-0819 - Show Us The Father And It Suffices, para. 26-29</ref> | |||
''Here '''not long ago I was up in the mountains.''' I just love hunting. You know that. That’s my second nature, I’m a real Kentuckian; I got a squirrel rifle. See? And I just like to go hunting. I was way up in the mountains and I was watching up there, '''looking through the binoculars.''' Right at the time, I wasn’t hunting at the time, I was herding cattle. And I’ve worked cattle since I was a boy, so I go up there in the roundups and things, and I was watching down through a—a sight. '''I seen an old mother eagle.''' And she had a big nest up in the rock. It was along in the months, you know, after the little fellows had hatched out. And they were all walking around on this nest, and I spied that nest. The old mother was go take them out of the nest, and they were walking around there, you know, poor little old fellows. '''And she throwed her wings down like that and she, “Squawk!” made a squawk, and all them little eagles reached over, and took their little mouth, and set hold of them wings, got their little feet and held onto her wings.''' | ''Here '''not long ago I was up in the mountains.''' I just love hunting. You know that. That’s my second nature, I’m a real Kentuckian; I got a squirrel rifle. See? And I just like to go hunting. I was way up in the mountains and I was watching up there, '''looking through the binoculars.''' Right at the time, I wasn’t hunting at the time, I was herding cattle. And I’ve worked cattle since I was a boy, so I go up there in the roundups and things, and I was watching down through a—a sight. '''I seen an old mother eagle.''' And she had a big nest up in the rock. It was along in the months, you know, after the little fellows had hatched out. And they were all walking around on this nest, and I spied that nest. The old mother was go take them out of the nest, and they were walking around there, you know, poor little old fellows. '''And she throwed her wings down like that and she, “Squawk!” made a squawk, and all them little eagles reached over, and took their little mouth, and set hold of them wings, got their little feet and held onto her wings.''' | ||
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''That’s what we need today: huddle together. I don’t care if you’re this, that, or the other, let’s get together as Christian believers. Don’t separate yourselves; let’s get together. And the first thing you know, that old mother looked, when she knowed she’s about timed right, she let out a scream. And when she did those little eagles turned towards her. S'''he flew down into that valley''' like that, throwed out her great big wings. '''Those little fellows jumped upon that same wing.''' (Hallelujah. I thought, “Yes, sir. That’s right.”), '''jumped upon the same wing, took their bill, and caught hold of a feather, tucked their little paws, and hooked into the other feather. Up she lifted them''', up, up, up, up a piercing that storm, run right into the cleft of the rock down yonder, and hid those little fellows.<ref>William Branham, 53-1115A - Speak To The Rock, para. 65-69</ref> | ''That’s what we need today: huddle together. I don’t care if you’re this, that, or the other, let’s get together as Christian believers. Don’t separate yourselves; let’s get together. And the first thing you know, that old mother looked, when she knowed she’s about timed right, she let out a scream. And when she did those little eagles turned towards her. S'''he flew down into that valley''' like that, throwed out her great big wings. '''Those little fellows jumped upon that same wing.''' (Hallelujah. I thought, “Yes, sir. That’s right.”), '''jumped upon the same wing, took their bill, and caught hold of a feather, tucked their little paws, and hooked into the other feather. Up she lifted them''', up, up, up, up a piercing that storm, run right into the cleft of the rock down yonder, and hid those little fellows.<ref>William Branham, 53-1115A - Speak To The Rock, para. 65-69</ref> | ||
''One time I was herding some cattle, and I had pair of binoculars, and I got up on top the hill, and I was looking off. It was a beautiful sight, seeing God in His nature, how He was moving. And '''there was an old eagle had built some nest way up in some big thickets''', way up in the rocks is where she usually makes her nest. And I seen her. She was trying to get her little ones out of this nest. She’d throw out her wings like that and coo, coo. '''And I had a pair of ten power binoculars'''; I was watching for cattle on the range, so I could pick up where that old eagle was. I watched her. She was cooing to those little ones, and oh, if you ever was around an eagle’s nest, how it smells. '''And all those little eagles come out and got on her wings. She lifted them up out of there, brought them way down through the crevices, and down into the meadows, and set them out.''' | ''One time I was herding some cattle, and I had pair of binoculars, and I got up on top the hill, and I was looking off. It was a beautiful sight, seeing God in His nature, how He was moving. And '''there was an old eagle had built some nest way up in some big thickets''', way up in the rocks is where she usually makes her nest. And I seen her. She was trying to get her little ones out of this nest. She’d throw out her wings like that and coo, coo. '''And I had a pair of ten power binoculars'''; I was watching for cattle on the range, so I could pick up where that old eagle was. I watched her. She was cooing to those little ones, and oh, if you ever was around an eagle’s nest, how it smells. '''And all those little eagles come out and got on her wings. She lifted them up out of there, brought them way down through the crevices, and down into the meadows, and set them out.''' | ||