And after death something new begins, over which all the powers of the world of death can have no more control.

Human love has little regard for the truth. It makes the truth relative, since nothing, not even the truth, must come between it and the beloved person.

But to procrastinate and prevaricate simply because you're afraid of erring, when others - I mean our brethren in Germany - must make infinitely more difficult decisions every day, seems to me almost to run counter to love. To delay or fail to make decisions may be more sinful than to make wrong decisions out of faith and love.

Only he who believes is obedient and only he who is obedient believes.

The right way to pray is to stretch out our hands and ask of One who we know has the heart of a Father.

How would you expect to find community while you intentionally withdraw from it at some point? The disobedient cannot believe; only the obedient believe.

The physical presence of other Christians is a source of incomparable joy and strength to the believer.