We Even Refuse To Be Our True

I've Decided That If I Had My Life To Live Over Again, I Would Not Only Climb More Mountains, Swim More Rivers, And Watch More Sunsets; I Wouldn't Only Jettison My Hot Water Bottle, Raincoat, Umbrella, Parachute, And Raft; I Would Not Only Go Barefoot Earlier In The Spring And Stay Out Later In The Fall; But I Would Devote Not One More Minute To Monitoring My Spiritual Growth. No, Not One.

The Temptation Of The Age Is To Look Good Without Being Good.

My Trust In God Flows Out Of The Experience Of His Loving Me, Day In And Day Out, Whether The Day Is Stormy Or Fair, Whether I'm Sick Or In Good Health, Whether I'm In A State Of Grace Or Disgrace. He Comes To Me Where I Live And Loves Me As I Am.

Without Exposure To Potential Failure, There Is No Risk.

How I Treat A Brother Or Sister From Day To Day, How I React To The Sin-scarred Wino On The Street, How I Respond To Interruptions From People I Dislike, How I Deal With Normal People In Their Normal Confusion On A Normal Day May Be A Better Indication Of My Reverence For Life Than The Antiabortion Sticker On The Bumper Of My Car.