Rest In This-it Is His Business To

None Of It Gets To Be 'old Stuff', For It Is Christ In Print, The Living Word. We Wouldn't Think Of Rising In The Morning Without A Facewash, But We Often Neglect That Purgative Cleansing Of The Word Of The Lord. It Wakes Us Up To Our Responsibility

In My Own Experience I Have Found That The Most Extravagant Dreams Of Boyhood Have Not Surpassed The Great Experience Of Being In The Will Of God, And I Believe That Nothing Could Be Better. That Is Not To Say That I Do Not Want Other Things, And Other Ways Of Living, And Other Places To See, But In My Right Mind I Know That My Hopes And Plans For Myself Could Not Be Any Better Than He Has Arranged And Fulfilled Them. Thus May We All Find It, And Know The Truth Of The Word Which Says, He Will Be Our Guide Even Until Death.

Oh, The Fullness, Pleasure, Sheer Excitement Of Knowing God On Earth! I Care Not If I Never Raise My Voice Again For Him, If Only I May Love Him, Please Him. Mayhap In Mercy He Shall Give Me A Host Of Children That I May Lead Them Through The Vast Star Fields To Explore His Delicacies Whose Finger Ends Set Them To Burning. But If Not, If Only I May See Him, Touch His Garments, Smile Into His Eyes - Ah Then, Not Stars Nor Children Shall Matter, Only Himself.

Children Are Arrows In A Quiver, And They Are To Be Trained As Missionaries And Shot At The Devil.

It Makes Me Boil When I Think Of The Power We Profess And The Utter Impotency Of Our Action. Believers Who Know One-tenth As Much As We Do Are Doing One-hundred Times More For God, With His Blessing And Our Criticism. Oh If I Could Write It, Preach It, Say It, Paint It, Anything At All, If Only God's Power Would Become Known Among Us.