Life Itself Is A Haphazard, Untidy, Messy

It Wasn't Until Castro Marched Triumphantly Into Cuba That You Might Say The Whole Thing Grew Into A Marxist Revolution.

I Can Write No Other Than This: Unless We Use The Weapons Of The Spirit, Denying Ourselves And Taking Up Our Cross And Following Jesus, Dying With Him And Rising With Him, Men Will Go On Fighting, And Often From The Highest Motives, Believing That They Are Fighting Defensive Wars For Justice And In Self-defense Against Present Or Future Aggression.

Marx.... Lenin.... Mao Tse-tung.... These Men Were Animated By The Love Of Brother And This We Must Believe Though Their Ends Meant The Seizure Of Power, And The Building Of Mighty Armies, The Compulsion Of Concentration Camps, The Forced Labor And Torture And Killing Of Tens Of Thousands, Even Millions.

We Have All Known The Long Loneliness, And We Have Found That The Answer Is Community.

We Should Live In Such A Way That Our Lives Wouldn't Make Much Sense If The Gospel Were Not True.