He Is A Poor Son

Life Is Like A Library Owned By The Author. In It Are A Few Books Which He Wrote Himself, But Most Of Them Were Written For Him.

The Process Has Now Run Full Circle: Preaching Originates In Personal Counseling; Preaching Is Personal Counseling On A Group Basis; Personal Counseling Originates In Preaching. Personal Counseling Imparts To The Preacher A Practical Familiarity With Human Nature Which He Would Not Otherwise Obtain.

Granted The Endless Variations Of Moral Customs, Still The Essential Standards Persist. As In A Scientific Laboratory, All Else May Change But The Standards Are Unalterable- Disinterested Love Of Truth, Fidelity To Facts, Accuracy In Measurement, Exactness Of Verification-so, In Life As A Whole, The Towering Ethical Criteria Remain Unshaken. Falsehood Is Never Better Than Truth, Theft Better Than Than Honesty, Treachery Better Than Loyalty, Cowardice Better Than Courage.

I Hate War... For The Dictatorships It Puts In The Place Of Democracies, And For The Starvation That Stalks After It.

In The Foothills Of The Himalayas, One Hears The Prayer: "oh Lord, We Know Not What Is Good For Us. You Know What It Is. For It We Pray."