The Will Of God Is Always A

That Saint Who Advances On His Knees Never Retreats.

Feast Of Stephen, Deacon, First Martyr, The Man Who Will Not Act Until He Knows All Will Never Act At All.

Desire Is The Putting Of My Will Into God’s Concern. It’s Not A Passive, Sitting Back In Your Easy Chair, Folding Your Arms Sort Of Thing, Which Says, 'well, I’m Willing, If God Would Only Give Me A Good Swift Kick And Send Me.' That’s Willingness All Right. But God Doesn’t Want Willingness, He Wants Will! He Wants Your Will Put Behind Those Desires.

Our Young Men Are Going Into The Professional Fields Because They Don't 'feel Called' To The Mission Field. We Don't Need A Call; We Need A Kick In The Pants. We Must Begin Thinking In Terms Of 'going Out,' And Stop Our Weeping Because 'they Won't Come In.' Who Wants To Step Into An Igloo? The Tombs Themselves Are Not Colder Than The Churches. May God Send Us Forth.

Singleness, Simplicity, Is Required Of Me. One Treasure, A Single Eye, And A Sole Master!