If It Were Art To Overcome Heresy

Thus My Learning Is Not My Own; It Belongs To The Unlearned And Is The Debt I Owe Themmy Wisdom Belongs To The Foolish, My Power To The Oppressed. Thus My Wealth Belongs To The Poor, My Righteousness To The Sinners.

Albert Durer, The Famous Painter, Used To Say He Had No Pleasure In Pictures That Were Painted With Many Colors, But In Those Which Were Painted With A Choice Simplicity. So It Is With Me As To Sermons.

Be Thou Comforted, Little Dog, Thou Too In Resurrection Shall Have A Little Golden Tail.

Is It Not A Thing Most Abominable, That God Who Feeds So Many Mouths, Should Be Held In Such Low Esteem By Me, That I Will Not Trust Him To Feed Me? Yea, That A Guilder, Thirty-eight Cents, Should Be Valued More Highly Than God, Who Pours Out His Treasures Everywhere In Rich Profusion. For The World Is Full Of God And His Works. He Is Everywhere Present With His Gifts, And Yet We Will Not Trust In Him, Nor Accept His Visitation.

So Great Are The Effectiveness And Power Of The Word Of God That The More It Is Persecuted The More It Flourishes And Grows.