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He Makes His Ministers A Flame Of Fire. Am I Ignitible? God Deliver Me From The Dread Asbestos Of 'other Things.' Saturate Me With The Oil Of The Spirit That I May Be Aflame. But Flame Is Transient, Often Short Lived. Canst Thou Bear This, My Soul - Short Life? ... Make Me Thy Fuel, Flame Of God.

In My Own Experience I Have Found That The Most Extravagant Dreams Of Boyhood Have Not Surpassed The Great Experience Of Being In The Will Of God, And I Believe That Nothing Could Be Better. That Is Not To Say That I Do Not Want Other Things, And Other Ways Of Living, And Other Places To See, But In My Right Mind I Know That My Hopes And Plans For Myself Could Not Be Any Better Than He Has Arranged And Fulfilled Them. Thus May We All Find It, And Know The Truth Of The Word Which Says, He Will Be Our Guide Even Until Death.

God, I Pray Light These Idle Sticks Of My Life And May I Burn Up For Thee.

The Will Of God Is Sweet Tonight, Altogether ‘good And Acceptable And Perfect.’ The Considerate Love Of The Lord Jesus For Us Seems Such A Kind Thing Now. I Know It Has Always Been So, But Somehow I Didn’t See How Wise It Was When It Didn’t Seem Kind… Remind Me Of This When I Cannot Regard His Love As Considerate Some Time.

God Always Gives His Best To Those Who Leave The Choice With Him.