Someday Your Life Will Be Over, No

God Has Given Us Two Hands - One To Receive With And The Other To Give With. We Are Cisterns Made For Hoarding; We Are Channels Made For Sharing. If We Fail To Fulfill This Divine Duty And Privilege We Have Missed The Meaning Of Christianity.

Without The Resurrection, The Cross Is Meaningless.

We Are More United Than Ever Before. I Think This Was Exemplified In A Very Moving Way When The Members Of Our Congress Stood Shoulder To Shoulder The Other Day And Sang God Bless America.

Only God Who Made Us Can Touch Us And Change Us And Save Us From Ourselves.

Our Valleys May Be Filled With Foes And Tears; But We Can Lift Our Eyes To The Hills To See God And The Angels, Heaven's Spectators, Who Support Us According To God's Infinite Wisdom As They Prepare Our Welcome Home.