When I Try, I Fail.

Memories Are The Key Not To The Past, But To The Future.

All Through The Short Afternoon They Kept Coming, The People Who Counted Themselves Father's Friends. Young And Old, Poor And Rich, Scholarly Gentlemen And Illiterate Servant Girls—only To Father Did It Seem That They Were All Alike. That Was Father's Secret: Not That He Overlooked The Differences In People; That He Didn't Know They Were There.

It Hurts When God Has To Pry Things Out Of Our Hand!

Only Heaven Will Reveal The Top Part Of God's Tapestry

Don't Hold Onto Anything So Tightly That Jesus Can't Take It From You.