A Spoiled Saint, A Pharisee, An Inquisitor,

God Has Infinite Attention To Spare For Each One Of Us.

Please Will You Do My Job For Me.

I Do Not Expect Old Heads On Young Shoulders.

We Are Told That Christ Was Killed For Us, That His Death Has Washed Out Our Sins, And That By Dying He Disabled Death Itself. That Is The Formula. That Is Christianity. That Is What Has To Be Believed.

God Is Love, And That Love Works Through Men-especially Through The Whole Community Of Christians.