... if God took the trouble to tell us eight hundred times to be glad and rejoice, He must want us to do it—SOME.

Be glad. Be good. Be brave.

Just breathing isn't living!

It's funny how dogs and cats know the inside of folks better than other folks do, isn't it?

Oh, yes; the game was to just find something about everything to be glad about—no matter what 'twas

... if God took the trouble to tell us eight hundred times to be glad and rejoice, He must want us to do it—SOME.

The sun was slowly setting in the west, casting golden beams of light into the somber old room.