Flagrant Evils Cure Themselves By Being Flagrant.

God Has Created Me To Do Him Some Definite Service; He Has Committed Some Work To Me Which He Has Not Committed To Another, I Have My Mission ... He Has Not Created Me For Naught ... If I Am In Sickness, My Sickness May Serve Him; If I Am In Sorrow, My Sorrow May Serve Him. He Does Nothing In Vain. He Knows What He Is About.

And With The Morn Those Angel Faces Smile Which I Have Loved Long Since And Lost Awhile.

We Can Believe What We Choose. We Are Answerable For What We Choose To Believe.

Faith ... Acts Promptly And Boldly On The Occasion, On Slender Evidence.

Let Us Put Ourselves Into His Hands, And Not Be Startled Though He Leads Us By A Strange Way, A Mirabilis Via, As The Church Speaks. Let Us Be Sure He Will Lead Us Right, That He Will Bring Us To That Which Is, Not Indeed What We Think Best, Nor What Is Best For Another, But What Is Best For Us.