We Will Not Let You Choose Between

It Is A Myth That Man In His Natural State Is Genuinely Seeking God. Men Do Seek God. But They Do Not Seek Him For Who He Is. They Seek Him In A Pinch As One Who Might Preserve Them From Death Or Enhance Their Worldly Enjoyments. Apart From Conversion, No One Comes To The Light Of God.

The Greatest Enemy Of Hunger For God Is Not Poison But Apple Pie. It Is Not The Banquet Of The Wicked That Dulls Our Appetite For Heaven, But Endless Nibbling At The Table Of The World. It Is Not The X-rated Video, But The Prime-time Dribble Of Triviality We Drink In Every Night.

There Is A Great Gulf Between The Christianity That Wrestles With Whether To Worship At The Cost Of Imprisonment And Death, And The Christianity That Wrestles With Whether The Kids Should Play Soccer On Sunday Morning.

Life Is Wasted If We Do Not Grasp The Glory Of The Cross, Cherish It For The Treasure That It Is, And Cleave To It As The Highest Price Of Every Pleasure And The Deepest Comfort In Every Pain. What Was Once Foolishness To Us—a Crucified God—must Become Our Wisdom And Our Power And Our Only Boast In This World.

The Rich Fruit Of Spontaneity Grows In The Garden That Is Well Tended By The Discipline Of Schedule.