Life Itself Is A Haphazard, Untidy, Messy

Where Were The Saints To Try To Change The Social Order, Not Just To Minister To The Slaves, But To Do Away With Slavery?

I Too Complain Ceaselessly In My Heart And In My Words Too. My Very Life Is A Protest. Against Government, For Instance.

Over And Over Again, People Had To Disobey Lawful Authority To Follow The Voice Of Their Conscience. This Obedience To God And Disobedience To The State Has, Over And Over Again, Happened Throughout History. It Is Time Again To Cry Out Against Our 'leaders,' To Question (since It Is Not For Us To Say That They Are Evil) Whether Or Not They Are Sane.

Life Itself Is A Haphazard, Untidy, Messy Affair.

God Forbid We Should Have Great Institutions. The Thing Is To Have Many Small Centres. The Ideal Is Community.