What distressed me most - more even than my own folly - was the perplexing question, How can beauty and ugliness dwell so near?

Forgiveness unleashes joy. It brings peace. It washes the slate clean. It sets all the highest values of love in motion.

Then the Old Man of the Earth stooped over the floor of the cave, raised a huge stone from it, and left it leaning. It disclosed a great hole that went plumb-down. "That is the way," he said. "But there are no stairs." "You must throw yourself in. There is no other way.

God hides nothing. His very work from the beginning is revelation--a casting aside of veil after veil, a showing unto men of truth after truth. On and on from fact Divine He advances, until at length in His Son Jesus He unveils His very face.

Affliction is but the shadow of God's wing.

Where did you get your eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through.

The miracles of Jesus were the ordinary works of his Father, wrought small and swift that we might take them in.