Each Day Is Precious When We Consider

He Had Never Thought Of Himself As Much Of A Praying Man, But As He Sat In The Car In The Growing Darkness And The Minutes Passed, He Knew What It Was To Pray. It Was To Will Goodness Out Of Evil, Hope Out Of Despair, Life Out Of Death. It Was To Will Dreams Into Existence And Spectres Into Reality. It Was To Will An End To Anguish And A Beginning To Joy.

But If You Don't Understand That Story Is Character And Not Just Idea, You Will Not Be Able To Breathe Life Into Even The Most Intriguing Flash Of Inspiration.

The Past Can't Be Changed, Can It? It Can Just Be Forgiven.

No Matter What You Do Each Day...or In Life...doing Things God's Way Is A Matter Of The Heart.

The Soul Of A Child Is The Loveliest Flower That Grows In The Garden Of God.