What One Christian Does Is His Own

We’re All Alive, But We Don’t Know Why Or What For; We’re All Searching For Happiness; We’re All Leading Lives Which Are Different And Yet The Same.

I Feel Wicked Sleeping In A Warm Bed, While My Dearest Friends Have Been Knocked Down Or Have Fallen Into A Gutter Somewhere Out In The Cold Night. I Get Frightened When I Think Of Close Friends Who Have Now Been Delivered Into The Hands Of The Cruelest Brutes That Walk The Earth. And All Because They Are Jews!

People Can So Easily Be Tempted By Slackness... And By Money.

We've All Been A Little Confused This Past Week, Because Our Dearly Beloved Westertoren Bells Have Been Carted Off To Be Melted Down For The War, So We Have No Idea Of The Exact Time, Either Night Or Day.

Whoever Is Happy Will Make Others Happy.