It's Hard To Steer A Parked Car.

Wherever You Are - Be All There.

He Makes His Ministers A Flame Of Fire. Am I Ignitible? God Deliver Me From The Dread Asbestos Of 'other Things.' Saturate Me With The Oil Of The Spirit That I May Be Aflame. But Flame Is Transient, Often Short Lived. Canst Thou Bear This, My Soul - Short Life? ... Make Me Thy Fuel, Flame Of God.

Wherever You Are, Be All There! Live To The Hilt Every Situation You Believe To Be The Will Of God.

What Good Are Greek, Commentaries, Insight, Gift, And All The Rest, If There Is No Heart For Christ?

Unwillingness To Accept God's 'way Of Escape' From Temptation Frightens Me - What A Rebel Yet Resides Within.