Pray, And Let God Worry.

God Is A Blank Sheet Upon Which Nothing Is Found But What You Yourself Have Written.

The Son Of God Did Not Want To Be Seen And Found In Heaven. Therefore He Descended From Heaven Into This Humility And Came To Us In Our Flesh, Laid Himself Into The Womb Of His Mother And Into The Manger And Went On To The Cross. This Was The Ladder That He Placed On Earth So That We Might Ascend To God On It. This Is The Way You Must Take.

Either God Must Be Unjust, Or You, Jews, Wicked And Ungodly. You Have Been, About Fifteen Hundred Years, A Race Rejected Of God.

What Is Our Death But A Night's Sleep? For As Through Sleep All Weariness And Faintness Pass Away And Cease, And The Powers Of The Spirit Come Back Again, So That In The Morning We Arise Fresh And Strong And Joyous; So At The Last Day We Shall Rise Again As If We Had Only Slept A Night, And Shall Be Fresh And Strong.

Make Sure To Send A Lazy Man The Angel Of Death.