For The Faithful, Our Finest Hours Are

Love Is Never Wasted, Even If It Is Not Reciprocated.

A Friend Of Mine Who Passed Through A Most Severe Trial, When I Discussed It With Him, He Said Simply, If It’s Fair, It Isn’t A Trial.

No "natural" Resource Is More Precious And To Be Used More Wisely Than Time. These Mortal Moments Matter More Than We Know. There Are No Idle Hours; There Are Only Idle People. In True Righteousness There Is Serenity, But There Is An Array Of Reminders That The "sacred Present" Is Packed With Possibilities Which Are Slipping By Us, Which Are Going Away From Us Each Moment.

Meekness, The Subtraction Of Self, Reduces The Multiplication Of Words.

Good Homes Are Still The Best Source Of Good Humans.