you had nothing to say about it and yet made the nothing up into words.
Whatever you do, He will make good of it. But not the good He had prepared for you if you had obeyed him.
In worship, God imparts himself to us.
If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.
Music. A meaningless acceleration in the rhythm of celestial experience.
If we discover a desire within us that nothing in this world can satisfy, also we should begin to wonder if perhaps we were created for another world.