I submit my tongue as an instrument of righteousness when I make it bless them that curse me and pray for them who persecute me, even though it "automatically" tends to strike and wound those who have wounded me. I submit my legs to God as instruments of righteousness when I engage them in physical labor as service, perhaps carrying a burden the "second mile" for someone whom I would rather let my legs kick. I submit my body to righteousness when I do my good deeds without letting them be known, though my whole frame cries out to strut and crow.

The relation of redemption and sanctification would be the ongoing relationship between the driver and God who is directing her. Now, if God isn't directing him, he may go wild and do all sorts of things criminal and crazy.

As we reach out to God, we get another source of strength.

We are invited to make a pilgrimage – into the heart and life of God.

The ultimate freedom we have as human beings is the power to select what we will allow or require our minds to dwell upon.

One of the hardest things in the world is to be right and not hurt other people with it.

Blessing is the projection of good into the life of another.