The Ideal Life Is In Our Blood

The Feet Of The Humblest May Walk In The Field Where The Feet Of The Holiest Trod, This, Then, Is The Marvel To Mortals Revealed.

We May Say That On The First Good Friday Afternoon Was Completed That Great Act By Which Light Conquered Darkness And Goodness Conquered Sin. That Is The Wonder Of Our Saviour's Crucifixion. There Have Been Victories All Over The World, But Wherever We Look For The Victor We Expect To Find Him With His Heel Upon The Neck Of The Vanquished. The Wonder Of Good Friday Is That The Victor Lies Vanquished By The Vanquished One. We Have To Look Deeper Into The Very Heart And Essence Of Things Before We Can See How Real The Victory Is That Thus Hides Itself Under The Guise Of Defeat.

The Glory Of The Star, The Glory Of The Sun - We Must Not Lose Either In The Other. We Must Not Be So Full Of The Hope Of Heaven That We Cannot Do Our Work On The Earth; We Must Not Be So Lost In The Work Of The Earth That We Shall Not Be Inspired By The Hope Of Heaven.

It Never Frightened A Puritan When You Bade Him Stand Still And Listen To The Speech Of God. His Closet And His Church Were Full Of The Reverberations Of The Awful, Gracious, Beautiful Voice For Which He Listened.

If Man Is Man And God Is God, To Live Without Prayer Is Not Merely An Awful Thing: It Is An Infinitely Foolish Thing.