Without Dark Clouds In Our Lives, We

For The Christian, All Is Not Hopeless Unless His Affections Are Centered On The Things Of This World.

Many Of You Wavier By The Way You Live.

... The Same Hand That Made Trees And Fields And Flowers, The Seas And Hills, The Clouds And Sky, Has Been Making A Home For Us Called Heaven.

I Don't Think I Get Angry.

You Possess A Non-renewable Resource, Which Is Headed Toward Total Depletion And That Resource Is Time. You Can Either Invest Your Life Or Let It Dribble Through Your Fingers Like Sand In An Hour Glass. If There Is Ever A Time To Redeem Every Second, Every Minute It Is Now. You May Never Have Tomorrow. You Can't Count Your Days, But With The Lord As Your Savior You Can Make Your Days Count.