If You Don't Surrender To Christ, You

The Opponent Strikes You On Your Cheek, And You Strike Him On The Heart By Your Amazing Spiritual Audacity In Turning The Other Cheek. You Wrest The Offensive From Him By Refusing To Take His Weapons, By Keeping Your Own, And By Striking Him In His Conscience From A Higher Level. He Hits You Physically, And You Hit Him Spiritually.

We Grow Small Trying To Be Great.

We Are Personalities In The Making, Limited, And Grappling With Things Too High For Us. Obviously We, At Very Best, Will Make Many Mistakes, But These Mistakes Need Not Be Sins.

Whatever We Focus On Determines What We Become.

While Love Takes On Itself Impossible Tasks, Yet It Finds That Love Lightens All Loads. It Is The Same Burden That Wings Are To A Bird, That Sails Are To A Ship. Nothing Is Hard If Done For Love's Sweet Sake. The Yoke Of Love Is Easy; The Yoke Of Duty Is Hard. There Is All The Difference In The World Between Being Drawn By Love And Being Driven By Duty. The Task May Be The Same, But Love Makes Everything Light, And Duty Makes Everything Drudgery.