If We Love Each Other Enough, We

Often We Comfort Ourselves Only With Words, But If We Pray Enough, The Conviction Will Come Too That Christ Is Our King, Not Stalin, Bevins, Or Truman. That He Has All Things In His Hands, That 'all Things Work Together For Good For Those That Love Him.

When People Are Standing Up For Our Present Rotten System, They Are Being Worse Than Communists, It Seems To Me.

Paperwork, Cleaning The House, Dealing With The Innumerable Visitors Who Come All Through The Day, Answering The Phone, Keeping Patience And Acting Intelligently, Which Is To Find Some Meaning In All That Happens-these Things, Too, Are The Works Of Peace, And Often Seem Like A Very Little Way.

Voluntary Poverty Isn't Going Around With Some Burlap Bag Around You And Imitating The Poor. It Means Being Indifferent To The Material, Doing As Christ Said. He Went And Sat Down With The Rich And Zachaeus And Publicans And Sinners.

Two Years Ago, I Was Saying As I Planted Seeds In The Garden, "i Must Believe In These Seeds, That They Fall Into The Earth And Grow Into Flowers And Radishes And Beans." It Is A Miracle To Me Because I Do Not Understand It. The Very Fact That They Use Glib Technical Phrases Does Not Make It Any Less A Miracle, And A Miracle We All Accept. Then Why Not Accept God's Miracles?