Look At The Bow In The Cloud,

Because I Believe In A God Of Absolute And Unbounded Love, Therefore I Believe In A Loving Anger Of His Which Will And Must Devour And Destroy All Which Is Decayed, Monstrous, Abortive In His Universe Till All Enemies Shall Be Put Under His Feet, And God Shall Be All In All.

We Ought To Reverence Books; To Look On Them As Useful And Mighty Things. If They Are Good And True, Whether They Are About Religion, Politics, Farming, Trade, Law, Or Medicine, They Are The Message Of Christ, The Maker Of All Things - The Teacher Of All Truth.

In The Four Hundred And Thirteenth Year Of The Christian Era, Some Three Hundred Miles Above Alexandria, The Young Monk Philammon Was Sitting On The Edge Of A Low Range Of Inland Cliffs, Crested With Drifting Sand.

Look At The Bow In The Cloud, In The Very Rain Itself. That Is A Sign That The Sun, Though You Cannot See It, Is Shining Still -- That Up Above Beyond The Cloud Is Still Sunlight And Warmth And Cloudless Blue Sky.

Except A Living Man, There Is Nothing More Wonderful Than A Book.