He Who, With Strong Passions, Remains Chaste--he

A Heart Renewed--a Loving Heart--a Penitent And Humble Heart--a Heart Broken And Contrite, Purified By Love--that And Only That Is The Rest Of Men. Spotlessness May Do For Angels, Repentance Unto Life Is The Highest That Belongs To Man.

But If There Has Been On This Earth No Real, Perfect Human Life, No Love That Never Cooled, No Faith That Never Failed, Which May Shine As A Loadstar Across The Darkness Of Our Experience, A Light To Light Amidst All Convictions Of Our Own Meanness And All Suspicions Of Other's Littleness, Why, We May Have A Religion, But We Have Not A Christianity. For If We Lose Him As A Brother, We Cannot Feel Him As A Saviour.

There Is Rest In This World Nowhere Except In Christ, The Manifested Love Of God. Trust In Excellence, And The Better You Become, The Keener Is The Feeling Of Deficiency. Wrap Up All In Doubt, And There Is A Stern Voice That Will Thunder At Last Out Of The Wilderness Upon Your Dream.

God's Justice And Love Are One. Infinite Justice Must Be Infinite Love. Justice Is But Another Sign Of Love.

This Is The Ministry And Its Work--not To Drill Hearts And Minds And Consciences Into Right Forms Of Thought And Mental Postures, But To Guide To The Living God Who Speaks.