Here’s a Gospel preacher of…As like unto the Kingdom of heaven, a man went forth and cast the net into the sea, and when he drawed the net in, that’s the Gospel. And when he drawed it in, he had some fish in there. He had some crawfish in there. And he had some turtles in there. And he had some snakes in there. And he had some water-bugs. And he had everything in there. As long as the Gospel net was over them, they all looked the same. But when he lifted the net, he just noticed, just like a revival… The preacher throws the Gospel net; he pulls everything up here he can. Well, first thing you know, the old turtle looks up and says, “There ain’t nothing to it.” And here he goes right back to the mud puddle. And first thing you know, here’s that big old water bug, plop, plop, plop, plop, frog, too, you know, just as hard as he can go, right back to the puddles. “There’s nothing to it. Somebody stepped on my toes. There ain’t nothing by hypocrites up there. I ain’t going to stay.” Away he goes. The old snake, serpent, “I told you. I knowed that woman was just…” There he goes, right back to the water.

How the Angel Came to Me, 1953-11-09, Owensboro, KY, §15