Self-deception Helps Us Deceive.

Creeping With Awe To The Verge, I Peered Down Into A Large Rent Which Had Been Made From Bank To Bank Of The Broad Zambezi, And Saw That A Stream Of A Thousand Yards Broad Leaped Down A Hundred Feet [30 M] And Then Became Suddenly Compressed Into A Space Of Fifteen To Twenty Yards.

I Am A Missionary, Heart And Soul. God Had An Only Son, And He Was A Missionary And A Physician. I Am A Poor, Poor Imitation Of Him, Or Wish To Be. In This Service I Hope To Live; In It I Wish To Die!

The Mere Animal Pleasure Of Travelling In A Wild Unexplored Country Is Also Great. The Effect Of Travel On A Man Whose Heart Is In The Right Place Is That The Mind Is Made More Self-reliant: It Becomes More Confident Of Its Own Resources, There Is Greater Presence Of Mind.

I Saw The Duty And Inestimable Privilege _immediately_ To Accept Salvation By Christ. Humbly Believing That Through Sovereign Mercy And Grace I Have Been Enabled So To Do, And Having Felt In Some Measure Its Effects On My Still Depraved And Deceitful Heart, It Is My Desire To Show My Attachment To The Cause Of Him Who Died For Me By Devoting My Life To His Service.

God Had An Only Son And He Made Him A Missionary.