Easter Is Never Deserved.

In World War One, They Called It Shell Shock. Second Time Around, They Called It Battle Fatigue. After 'nam, It Was Post-traumatic Stress Disorder.

Give Me Faith, Lord, To Know Your Presence As Surely As I Know The Beating Of My Own Heart. I've Felt So Far From You.

The Standing Fields [ready To Harvest]were The Legions Who Hadn't Filled Their God-vacuum With The One Who Was Born To Fill It; The Standing Fields Were Those Who Waited For Someone To Reach Out And Speak The Truth, And Tell Them How They Might Be Saved.

Don't Fear Whatever God Lays Before You Today.

Loving Can Be Hard. Sometimes We Don't Feel Loving, But It Isn't All About Feeling. Very Often It Is About Will. Practice That If You Can.