Oh, The Soul Keeps Its Youth!

There Is Much Said About The Wickedness Of Doing Evil That Good May Come. Alas! There Is Such A Thing As Doing Good That Evil May Come.

Events That Are Predestined Require But Little Management. They Manage Themselves. They Slip Into Place While We Sleep, And Suddenly We Are Aware That The Thing We Fear To Attempt, Is Already Accomplished.

Perhaps When The Light Of Heaven Shows Us Clearly The Pitfalls And Dangers Of The Earth Road That Led To The Heavenly City, Our Sweetest Songs Of Gratitude Will Be Not For The Troubles We Have Conquered, But For Those We Have Escaped.

What Is Unreasonable Is Irrefutable.

... How Poorly Do We Love Even Those Whom We Love Most! We Are Not Only Bruised By The Limitations Of Their Love For Us, But Also By The Limitations Of Our Own Love For Them.