Forgive Me For Being So Ordinary While

For My Generation I Must Have The Oracles Of God In Fresh Terms.

Oh, The Fullness, Pleasure, Sheer Excitement Of Knowing God On Earth! I Care Not If I Never Raise My Voice Again For Him, If Only I May Love Him, Please Him. Mayhap In Mercy He Shall Give Me A Host Of Children That I May Lead Them Through The Vast Star Fields To Explore His Delicacies Whose Finger Ends Set Them To Burning. But If Not, If Only I May See Him, Touch His Garments, Smile Into His Eyes - Ah Then, Not Stars Nor Children Shall Matter, Only Himself.

I Have Felt The Impact Of Your Prayer In These Past Weeks. I Am Certain Now That Nothing Has Had A More Powerful Infl Uence On This Life Of Mine Than Your Prayers.

I Have Prayed For New Men, Fiery, Reckless Men, Possessed Of Uncontrollably Youthful Passion-these Lit By The Spirit Of God. I Have Prayed For New Words, Explosive, Direct, Simple Words. I Have Prayed For New Miracles. Explaining Old Miracles Will Not Do. If God Is To Be Known As The God Who Does Wonders In Heaven And Earth, Then God Must Produce For This Generation. Lord, Fill Preachers And Preaching With Thy Power. How Long Dare We Go On Without Tears, Without Moral Passions, Hatred And Love? Not Long, I Pray, Lord Jesus, Not Long.

What Good Are Greek, Commentaries, Insight, Gift, And All The Rest, If There Is No Heart For Christ?