I Am A Friend Of Adventist People

A Poet’s Freedom Lies Precisely In The Impossibility Of Worldly Success. It Is The Freedom Of One Who Knows He Will Never Be Anything But A Failure In The World’s Estimation, And May Do As He Pleases. The Poet Is A Man On The Sidelines Of Life, Sidelined For Life. He Belongs To The Aristocracy Of The Outcast, The Lowest Of The Low, Below The Salt Of The Earth. A Member Of The Most Ancient Regime In The World. One That Cannot, It Seems, Be Overthrown.

The Very Success Of Medicine In A Material Way May Now Threaten The Soul Of Medicine.

Christ Imparts The Capacity Of Conquest To Our Lives Every Single Day That We Are Willing To Believe Him.

When People Say, 'i Believe In Jesus', Look Them Straight In The Eye And Ask, 'which One?'

I Feel More Productive, Mostly Because I Feel Like My Ass Is On The Line. Before I Had Kids, I Would Sit Around, Drink, I Don't Even Know What I Did With Myself.