All Of A Christian's Life Is One

The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away.

What Is Sought By Means Of Free Choice Is To Make Room For Merits.

God Wants Us To Pray, And He Wants To Hear Our Prayers-not Because We Are Worthy, But Because He Is Merciful.

Everything Is From God Himself, Both Commandment And Fulfillment. He Alone Commands; He Alone Fulfills.

I Compare It With A Lie, Which Like To A Snowball, The Longer It Is Rolled The Greater It Becomes.