The old fellow was looking at the rainbow. He’d pulled his oars and clipped, pulled the oars and clipped. He was watching that rainbow. The little boy setting in the stern of the boat begin to notice tears running off of his white beard. He was looking at that rainbow and pulling. The little fellow kept looking at the old man. He run up there and fell down at his lap and said, “Sir, I’m going to ask you a question that my teacher couldn’t answer, my mother couldn’t answer, my pastor couldn’t answer,” said, “do you…Can anybody see God?” Well, the old fellow’s heart so full, you know, he pulled the oars into his lap and threw his hands up like this, and let out a big scream, put his arms around the little boy, and pulled him up in his bosom, said, “God bless your heart, sonny. Don’t you see Him yonder?” Said, “Well, all I’ve seen for thirty-five years has been God.” Why, there’s so much God on the inside here, God could see Hisself out yonder. He was reflecting. Is that right? When you get God in here, the day that you get saved and be filled with the Holy Spirit, the birds will sing different. All the whole universe will look different. All the trees will just clap their hands and everything.

Lord, Show Us the Father and It Sufficeth Us, 1953-09-07, Chicago, IL, §74