You know, India is a poor country and they pick up the rocks on the field, and make their fences. And the little birds build their nests in these rocks, the crevices, and in the holes. They go into there and make their nests to get out of the rain. And then the cattle, all of an afternoon, when the sun goes across towards the west, why, the cattle stands in the shade of these-- these certain fences and big towers to get in the shade. But for about two days the strangest thing happened. All the little birds got their babies, their little baby birds all together, and flew away from the walls and didn’t even return back at night. They went out in the middle of the field and set down. The cattle would not come up in the afternoon. They stayed away from the walls, and got together, and stood so close together that they made shade one for another. ~ 60-0229  THE ONCOMING STORM

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This quote really struck me. The cattle, that normally got shade from the walls, moved away to the middle of the field and got shade from each other. The walls were coming down. Think of shade being cooling. The prophet spoke of the sitting under the leaves, which are fellowship, of the tree and getting cool. Think that once we fellowshipped with the world and the things of the world, but now we get that satisfying cooling from each other.