When Schools Flourish, All Flourishes.

Why Do You Rant And Brag With Such A Spate Of Words, As If You Wanted To Overwhelm Me With A Sort Of Tempest And Deluge Of Oratory-which Nevertheless Falls With The Greater Force On Your Own Head, While My Ark Rides Aloft In Safety?

Merit Is A Work For The Sake Of Which Christ Gives Rewards. But No Such Work Is To Be Found, For Christ Gives By Promise. Just As If A Prince Should Say To Me, "come To Me In My Castle, And I Will Give You A Hundred Florins." I Do A Work, Certainly, In Going To The Castle, But The Gift Is Not Given Me As The Reward Of My Work In Going, But Because The Prince Promised It To Me.

Christ Is No Moses, No Exactor, No Giver Of Laws, But A Giver Of Grace, A Savior; He Is Infinite Mercy And Goodness, Freely And Bountifully Given To Us.

When God Contemplates Some Great Work, He Begins It By The Hand Of Some Poor, Weak, Human Creature, To Whom He Afterwards Gives Aid.

He [christ] Died For Me. He Made His Righteousness Mine And Made My Sin His Own; And If He Made My Sin His Own, Then I Do Not Have It, And I Am Free.