To Pray Only When In Peril Is

All Through The Short Afternoon They Kept Coming, The People Who Counted Themselves Father's Friends. Young And Old, Poor And Rich, Scholarly Gentlemen And Illiterate Servant Girls—only To Father Did It Seem That They Were All Alike. That Was Father's Secret: Not That He Overlooked The Differences In People; That He Didn't Know They Were There.

Dear Jesus...how Foolish Of Me To Have Called For Human Help When You Are Here.

And For All These People Alike, The Key To Healing Turned Out To Be The Same. Each Had A Hurt He Had To Forgive.

When People Come Up And Give Me A Compliment... I Take Each Remark As If It Were A Flower. At The End Of The Day I Lift Up The Bouquet Of Flowers I Have Gathered Throughout The Day And Say, 'here You Are, Lord, It Is All Yours.'

When A House Is On Fire And You Know That There Are People In It, It Is A Sin To Straighten Pictures In That House. When The World About You Is In Great Danger, Works That Are In Themselves Not Sinful Can Be Quite Wrong.