There Is Literally Nothing That I Ever

My Prayers Seem To Be More Of An Attitude Than Anything Else. I Indulge In Very Little Lip Service, But Ask The Great Creator Silently, Daily, And Often Many Times A Day, To Permit Me To Speak To Him Through The Three Great Kingdoms Of The World Which He Has Created - The Animal, Mineral, And Vegetable Kingdoms - To Understand Their Relations To Each Other, And Our Relations To Them And To The Great God Who Made All Of Us. I Ask Him Daily And Often Momently To Give Me Wisdom, Understanding, And Bodily Strength To Do His Will; Hence I Am Asking And Receiving All The Time.

When Our Thoughts - Which Bring Actions - Are Filled With Hate Against Anyone, Negro Or White, We Are In A Living Hell. That Is As Real As Hell Will Ever Be.

We Have Become Ninety-nine Percent Money Mad. The Method Of Living At Home Modestly And Within Our Income, Laying A Little By Systematically For The Proverbial Rainy Day Which Is Due To Come, Can Almost Be Listed Among The Lost Arts.

Our Creator Is The Same And Never Changes Despite The Names Given Him By People Here And In All Parts Of The World. Even If We Gave Him No Name At All, He Would Still Be There, Within Us, Waiting To Give Us Good On This Earth.

If You Listen Carefully Enough To Anything, It Will Talk To You.