God Never Gives Strength For Tomorrow, Or

We Are Built For The Valley, For The Ordinary Stuff We Are In, And That Is Where We Have To Prove Our Mettle.

We Say, Sorrow, Disaster, Calamity. God Says, Chastening And It Sounds Sweet To Him Though It Is A Discord To Our Ears. Don't Faint When You Are Rebuked, And Don't Despise The Chastening Of The Lord. In Your Patience Possess Your Souls.

Our Prayers Are Heard, Not Because We Are In Earnest, Not Because We Suffer, But Because Jesus Suffered.

God Can Do Nothing For Me Until I Recognize The Limits Of What Is Humanly Possible, Allowing Him To Do The Impossible.

It Is Perilously Possible To Make Our Conceptions Of God Like Molten Lead Poured Into A Specially Designed Mould, And When It Is Cold And Hard We Fling It At The Heads Of The Religious People Who Don't Agree With Us.