There Would Be No Christmas If There

As We Have Been Continuously Counseled For More Than 60 Years, Let Us Have Some Food Set Aside That Would Sustain Us For A Time In Case Of Need. But Let Us Not Panic Nor Go To Extremes. Let Us Be Prudent In Every Respect. And, Above All, My Brothers And Sisters, Let Us Move Forward With Faith In The Living God And His Beloved Son.

Quiet Talk Is The Language Of Love. It Is The Language Of Peace. It Is The Language Of God.

If Every Husband And Every Wife Would Constantly Do Whatever Might Be Possible To Ensure The Comfort And Happiness Of His Or Her Companion, There Would Be Very Little, If Any, Divorce. Argument Would Never Be Heard. Accusations Would Never Be Leveled. Angry Explosions Would Not Occur. Rather, Love And Concern Would Replace Abuse And Meanness.

Mediocrity Will Never Do. You Are Capable Of Something Better.

How Sweet Is The Assurance, How Comforting Is The Peace That Come From The Knowledge That If We Marry Right And Live Right, Our Relationship Will Continue, Notwithstanding The Certainty Of Death And The Passage Of Time. Men May Write Love Songs And Sing Them. They May Yearn And Hope And Dream. But All Of This Will Be Only A Romantic Longing Unless There Is An Exercise Of Authority That Transcends The Powers Of Time And Death.