There Is No Panic In Heaven! God

Some Knowledge Is Too Heavy...you Cannot Bear It...your Father Will Carry It Until You Are Able.

Faith Is Like Radar That Sees Through The Fog.

One Day As Father And I Were Returning From Our Walk We Found The Grote Markt Cordoned Off By A Double Ring Of Police And Soldiers. A Truck Was Parked In Front Of The Fish Mart; Into The Back Were Climbing Men, Women, And Children, All Wearing The Yellow Star. . . . "father! Those Poor People!" I Cried. . . . "those Poor People," Father Echoed. But To My Surprise I Saw That He Was Looking At The Solders Now Forming Into Ranks To March Away. "i Pity The Poor Germans, Corrie. They Have Touched The Apple Of God's Eye.

Even As The Angry Vengeful Thoughts Boiled Through Me, I Saw The Sin Of Them. Jesus Christ Had Died For This Man; Was I Going To Ask For More? Lord Jesus, I Prayed, Forgive Me And Help Me To Forgive Him....jesus, I Cannot Forgive Him. Give Me Your Forgiveness....and So I Discovered That It Is Not On Our Forgiveness Any More Than On Our Goodness That The World's Healing Hinges, But On His. When He Tells Us To Love Our Enemies, He Gives Along With The Command, The Love Itself.

We Are Up Against The Unseen Power That Controls This Dark World And The Spiritual Agents Are From The Very Headquarters Of Evil. Therefore, We Must Wear The "whole Armour Of God," That We May Be Able To Resist Evil In Its Day Of Power, And That Even When We Have Fought To A Standstill, We May Still Stand Our Ground.