We Are So Utterly Ordinary, So Commonplace,

Rest In This-it Is His Business To Lead, Command, Impel, Send, Call, Or Whatever You Want To Call It. It Is Your Business To Obey, Follow, Move, Respond, Or What Have You... The Sound Of 'gentle Stillness' After All The Thunder And Wind Have Passed Will Be The Ultimate Word From God.

Eternity Shall Be At Once A Great Eye-opener And A Great Mouth-shutter.

He Is No Fool Who Gives What He Cannot Keep To Gain What He Cannot Lose.

Father, Let Me Be Weak That I Might Loose My Clutch On Everything Temporal. My Life, My Reputation, My Possessions, Lord, Let Me Loose The Tension Of The Grasping Hand. Even, Father, Would I Lose The Love Of Fondling. How Often I Have Released A Grasp Only To Retain What I Prized By 'harmless' Longing, The Fondling Touch. Rather, Open My Hand To Received The Nail Of Calvary, As Christ's Was Opened- That I, Releasing All, Might Be Released, Unleashed From All That Binds Me Now. He Thought Heaven, Yea, Equality With God, Not A Thing To Be Clutched At. So Let Me Release My Grasp.

Always Seek Peace Between Your Heart And God, But In This World, Always Be Careful To Remain Ever-restless, Never Satisfied, And Always Abounding In The Work Of The Lord.