Oh, The Fullness, Pleasure, Sheer Excitement Of

I Have Prayed For New Men, Fiery, Reckless Men, Possessed Of Uncontrollably Youthful Passion-these Lit By The Spirit Of God. I Have Prayed For New Words, Explosive, Direct, Simple Words. I Have Prayed For New Miracles. Explaining Old Miracles Will Not Do. If God Is To Be Known As The God Who Does Wonders In Heaven And Earth, Then God Must Produce For This Generation. Lord, Fill Preachers And Preaching With Thy Power. How Long Dare We Go On Without Tears, Without Moral Passions, Hatred And Love? Not Long, I Pray, Lord Jesus, Not Long.

Oh, The Fullness, Pleasure, Sheer Excitement Of Knowing God On Earth! I Care Not If I Never Raise My Voice Again For Him, If Only I May Love Him, Please Him. Mayhap In Mercy He Shall Give Me A Host Of Children That I May Lead Them Through The Vast Star Fields To Explore His Delicacies Whose Finger Ends Set Them To Burning. But If Not, If Only I May See Him, Touch His Garments, Smile Into His Eyes - Ah Then, Not Stars Nor Children Shall Matter, Only Himself.

Lord, Give Me Firmness Without Hardness, Steadfastness Without Dogmatism, Love Without Weakness.

Father, Make Of Me A Crisis Man. Bring Those I Contact To Decision. Let Me Not Be A Milepost On A Single Road; Make Me A Fork, That Men Must Turn One Way Or Another On Facing Christ In Me.

Father, Let Me Be Weak That I Might Loose My Clutch On Everything Temporal. My Life, My Reputation, My Possessions, Lord, Let Me Loose The Tension Of The Grasping Hand. Even, Father, Would I Lose The Love Of Fondling. How Often I Have Released A Grasp Only To Retain What I Prized By 'harmless' Longing, The Fondling Touch. Rather, Open My Hand To Received The Nail Of Calvary, As Christ's Was Opened- That I, Releasing All, Might Be Released, Unleashed From All That Binds Me Now. He Thought Heaven, Yea, Equality With God, Not A Thing To Be Clutched At. So Let Me Release My Grasp.