The Shiny Paint Laid On

It Makes Me Boil When I Think Of The Power We Profess And The Utter Impotency Of Our Action. Believers Who Know One-tenth As Much As We Do Are Doing One-hundred Times More For God, With His Blessing And Our Criticism. Oh If I Could Write It, Preach It, Say It, Paint It, Anything At All, If Only God's Power Would Become Known Among Us.

Ah, How Many Marahs Have Been Sweetened By A Simple, Satisfying Glimpse Of The Tree And The Love Which Underwent Its Worst Confict There. Yes, The Cross Is The Tree That Sweetens The Waters. 'love Never Faileth.

It Is True That A Fellow Cannot Ignore Women - But He Can Think Of Them As He Ought - As Sisters, Not As Sparring Partners.

Singleness, Simplicity, Is Required Of Me. One Treasure, A Single Eye, And A Sole Master!

Grieve Not, Then, If Your Sons Seem To Desert You, But Rejoice, Rather, Seeing The Will Of God Done Gladly.