You Can't Teach People Anything. You Can

Never A Day Passes But That I Do Myself The Honor To Commune With Some Of Nature's Varied Forms.

Believe. The Promise Of God Are Real. They Are As Real, As Solid, Yes Infinitely More Solid Than This Table Which The Materialist So Thoroughly Believes In. If You Would Only Believe, O Ye Of Little Faith.

As I Worked On Projects Which Fulfilled A Real Human Need Forces Were Working Through Me Which Amazed Me. I Would Often Go To Sleep With An Apparently Insoluble Problem. When I Woke The Answer Was There. Why, Then, Should We Who Believe In Christ Be So Surprised At What God Can Do With A Willing Man In A Laboratory? Some Things Must Be Baffling To The Critic Who Has Never Been Born Again.

Without My Savior, I Am Nothing.

God Is Going To Reveal To Us Things He Never Revealed Before If We Put Our Hands In His. No Books Ever Go Into My Laboratory. The Thing I Am To Do And The Way Of Doing It Are Revealed To Me. I Never Have To Grope For Methods. The Method Is Revealed To Me The Moment I Am Inspired To Create Something New. Without God To Draw Aside The Curtain I Would Be Helpless.