It's hard to steer a parked car.

Ps 119:89-91: The settled Word in Heaven makes for a solid foundation on earth and a safe path for today.

I many no longer depend on pleasant impulses to bring me before the Lord. I must rather response to principles I know to be right, whether I feel them to be enjoyable or not.

Unwillingness to accept God's 'way of escape' from temptation frightens me - what a rebel yet resides within.

God, I pray light these idle sticks of my life and may I burn up for thee.

Ninety-five percent of our wool is going to China.

God is still on His throne, we're still on His 'footstool,' and there's only a knee's distance between!