Men stumble over pebbles, never over mountains.

Our spoken word first hammers a thing desired into shape. Our continued spoken word brings this shaped substance forth and clothes it with a visible body.

Men stumble over pebbles, never over mountains.

Desire is God tapping at the door of your mind, trying to give you greater good.

There is something about the mental act of thanksgiving that seems to carry the human mind far beyond the region of doubt into the clear atmosphere of faith and trust, where "all things are possible."

We have come to a place now where our search for Truth must no longer be for the rewards; it must no longer be our seeking a creed to follow, but it must be our living a life.

Every man must take time daily for quiet and meditation. In daily meditation lies the secret of power.