I Do Not Pray For A Lighter

We May Say That On The First Good Friday Afternoon Was Completed That Great Act By Which Light Conquered Darkness And Goodness Conquered Sin. That Is The Wonder Of Our Saviour's Crucifixion. There Have Been Victories All Over The World, But Wherever We Look For The Victor We Expect To Find Him With His Heel Upon The Neck Of The Vanquished. The Wonder Of Good Friday Is That The Victor Lies Vanquished By The Vanquished One. We Have To Look Deeper Into The Very Heart And Essence Of Things Before We Can See How Real The Victory Is That Thus Hides Itself Under The Guise Of Defeat.

The Form Of Godliness May Exist With Secret And With Open Wickedness, But The Power Of Godliness Cannot.

Faith Says Not, 'i See That It Is Good For Me, So God Must Have Sent It,' But, 'god Sent It, And So It Must Be Good For Me.' Faith, Walking In The Dark With God, Only Prays Him To Clasp Its Hand More Closely.

The Danger Is That We May Fail To Perceive Life's Greatest Meaning, Fall Short Of Its Highest Good, Miss Its Deepest And Most Abiding Happiness, Be Unable To Render The Most Needed Service, Be Unconscious Of Life Ablaze With The Light Of The Presence Of God - And Be Content To Have It So - That Is The Danger. That Some Day We May Wake Up And Find That Always We Have Been Busy With The Husks And Trappings Of Life - And Have Really Missed Life Itself.

There Are No Times In Life When Opportunity, The Chance To Be And Do, Gathers So Richly About The Soul As When It Has To Suffer. Then Everything Depends On Whether The Man Turns To The Lower Or The Higher Helps. If He Resorts To Mere Expedients And Tricks The Opportunity Is Lost. He Comes Out Harder, Poorer, Smaller For His Pain. But, If He Turns To God, The Hour Of Suffering Is The Turning Hour Of His Life.