The Little Eagle Story

the little eagle

the little eagle

Like my little eagle story, all of you’s heard it. A hen… An old farmer set a hen one time. See, he didn’t have enough hens–eggs to go under the hen, so then he found an eagle egg and he put it under it.

When the eagle was born, it was the funniest looking chicken, them chickens had ever seen. Little old eagle going along; the hen would go, “Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.” The little eagle said, “I don’t know what that thing sounds like, but I’m following her anyhow. And he went out in the barnyard and begin to scratch in the manure piles, and she went, “cluck, cluck, cluck.

This is good. This is good. You join ours. And this is…” That little eagle, he couldn’t eat that stuff. He just–He just went along with the chickens, because he didn’t know. He didn’t know what to do. And then she went out there, and she’d get this and that; and the little eagle just; he just had to stomach it. He didn’t know how to do it. But he’d seen all the chickens doing it, but there’s something different. He didn’t like that. So one day the mother knowed that she’d laid two eggs.

So she begin to hunt for that other one. Flying around, searching, like the great Holy Spirit, one day it flew over the barnyard, that denomination.

She looked down there, and she seen her baby. She screamed.

It was the voice of something that echoed from the inside of him. “Oh, that sounds right.” Oh, let a real predestinated born germ, predestinated by God; hear the Word of God, it’s music to him. He knows it’s the Truth. He’s tired of that denominational stuff anyhow: “Join us. Come, go with us. We got a social party. We got this, we got…” It just didn’t sound right to the little fellow. She said, “Son, you don’t belong in that group anyhow. You belong to me; you’re mine.” He said, “Mama, that sounds real. How am I going to get out of this?”

 “Just make a jump; I’ll catch you. That’s all you have to do.”  The anointed Word of God being vindicated before any man that’s born to be a son of God with the predestinated germ into him for this hour, he’ll see God’s message as sure as there’s a God in heaven.

(AS THE EAGLE STIRS HER NEST 58-0316A)    She screamed back, she said, “You’re not a chicken. That’s the reason you’ve never been satisfied. You wasn’t born for a manure pile of the world. You’re a heaven born bird. You’re not bound by some creed and denomination. You got plenty of room; the heavens is yours.” Say, “You must be my mama.

 Mama, how can I get out of it?” Said, “I’ll tell you, son, just give a little jump and try your wings once.” That’s all you have to do. Just take God at His Word, and step out on It one time. Yes, sir. If you’re all bound down, froze to death in some denomination, just take God at His Word and step out one time, say, “I believe You, Lord. I heard a voice that spoke to me, saying, ‘Come up higher.'” Take Him at His Word, one time, see what happens.

Well, you know what he did, this little eagle? He made a big jump, and flopped his wings, he set right on the top of the barnyard post, right in the middle of a denomination. That’s as high as he ever got.  She’s hollering, “Honey, you’ve got to jump higher than that or I can’t get you…” “Well, I belong to the so-and-so, mama.”

  “You come out of that. Just jump again; flop your little wings and I’ll get you.” Amen. And she made that big swoop.  And when he took that all sufficient step to say, “I’m no longer Baptist in denomination. I’m no longer Presbyterian; I’m no longer Pentecostal, but I’m Yours, Lord, here I am, flopping with all that’s within me.” she catches him, and away she goes to the heavens with her bird. How high have you jumped?

How much have you trusted? If you’re God’s eagle, you’re ready to take Him at His Word. You’re ready to trust in Him in the face of death or anything else. You’re there to trust Him.”

William Marrion Branham
Invisible Union Of The Bride 65-1125

1 thought on “The Little Eagle Story

  1. This is my true story! It is my Song. I never settled. Until I was caught up. Praise be to the Lord. I am so glad that I can say I am one of them.

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