When God Works In Us,

Scripture Is The Manger In Which We Find The Christ Child.

The Pope Is A Mere Tormentor Of Conscience. The Assembly Of His Greased And Religious Crew In Praying Was Altogether Like The Croaking Of Frogs, Which Edified Nothing At All.

I Refuse To Accept The Idea That Man Is Mere Flotsam And Jetsam In The River Of Life, Unable To Influence The Unfolding Events Which Surround Him. I Refuse To Accept The View That Mankind Is So Tragically Bound To The Starless Midnight Of Racism And War That The Bright Daybreak Of Peace And Brotherhood Can Never Become A Reality.

It Is Pleasing To The Dear God Whenever Thou Rejoicest Or Laughest From The Bottom Of Thy Heart.

When God Creates Faith In A Man, That Is As Great A Work As If He Created Heaven And Earth All Over Again.