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At The Center Of The Religious Life Is A Peculiar Kind Of Joy, The Prospect Of A Happy Ending That Blossoms From Necessarily Painful Ordeals, The Promise Of Human Difficulties Embraced And Overcome.

It Must Have Been Providence That Directed Joel Morwood To Dig In The Right Place, For He Struck A Lode Of Pure Gold, As Wide (comprehensive) As It Is Deep (profound). What He Mined From That Lode Is A Spiritual Treasure.

The Self Is Too Small An Object For Perpetual Enthusiasm.

As The Twentieth Century Began, Science Equaled A Materialistic Worldview. As The Twenty-first Century Began, The Worldview Of Science, At Least Of Physics And Astronomy, May Have Traded Place With That Of Religion. Consider Einstein's Famous Equation E = Mc2. Nothing Of Matter Dies But Continues On In Another Form, Elsewhere. The Church Divines And Theologians For Two Thousand Years Have Devised Arguments And "proofs" Of Immortality But Nothing Equal To This.

Exclusively Oral Cultures Are Unencumbered By Dead Knowledge, Dead Facts. Libraries, On The Other Hand, Are Full Of Them.