Branham Stories
Trust God's Provided Way
Here, sometimes I go up into the mountains, when I try to get away in the fall of the year to myself for a week or two to go hunting. And I noticed up there, one of the most particular things, along about September, way up in northern Canada, why, there's a--there's little lakes up there. And there's these little old ducks you have down here in these rice fields, they fly up there, and go up there and make a nest up there in that lake. And they lay their eggs in the marsh, and they hatch out their young ones. And then, the little fellow, time fall of the year, comes on, these great big duck. Well, he's swimming around there on the pond, you know, and the first thing you know, the first cold breeze comes across and the--the snowcap comes on the mountain, that cold breeze sweeps down through the hollow. There's one of them little old fellows on there is the drake. He's the leader; he's a born leader. He will run right out in the middle of that pond, stick that little honker up in the air, and go, "Honk-honk, honk-honk." Every duck on the pond will come right to him. And he will raise... He's...
Now, remember, he has never been off of that pond. He was born and raised on that pond. But every one of them ducks know that he's a leader, and know that God has sent him for a leader. And that little duck will fly right up from there, without a compass, or anything else, and come just as straight to Arkansas to your rice fields as he can come. Is that right?
What is it? You say, "It's instinct. The duck has instinct." Well, if God provided a way with a duck to have sense enough to escape the cold, what about a man led by the Holy Ghost? What would you call that? How to escape your sickness and your diseases and your troubles and your cold spells. God leads. The Holy Spirit leads man. But the trouble, duck know their leaders, but we don't. The Holy Spirit talk to us about something, you let Dr. So-and-so explain it all away for you. That's where it's at.
One time, you look in the paper, and you get out here, and you look at the news, they say, "Tomorrow, you know, it's going to be pretty weather, fair." And watch that old sow take the--the--the sticks and corn cobs off the north side the hill, and come around on the south side of the hill and make her bed. Don't you pay no attention to that newspaper. That sow knows more about than what that newspaper commentator does. Yes, sir.
You go rabbit hunting and watch them rabbits right down under the grass, a-sitting way back. Watch out for cold weather, no matter what the paper says. God's give them instinct. He made them with instinct."
