Freedom always comes with a price.
We poison the wine as He decants it into us; murder a melody He would play with us as the instrument...Hence all sin, whatever else it is, is sacrilege.
We were made not primarily that we may love God, but that God may love us.
Readers are advised to remember that the devil is a liar.
Gone! ...And you and I quite crestfallen.
Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.