"God never intended His Church to be a refrigerator in which to preserve perishable piety. He intended it to be an incubator in which to hatch our converts."
"It is a poor thing to strike our colours to God when the ship is going down under us; a poor thing to come to Him as a last resort, to offer up "our own" when....."
"I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. I cling to..."
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