Forgive me for being so ordinary while claiming to know so extraordinary a God.

It is true that a fellow cannot ignore women - but he can think of them as he ought - as sisters, not as sparring partners.

The sound of 'gentle stillness' after all the thunder and wind have passed will the ultimate Word from God.

Father, let me be weak that I might loose my clutch on everything temporal. My life, my reputation, my possessions, Lord, let me loose the tension of the grasping hand. Even, Father, would I lose the love of fondling. How often I have released a grasp only to retain what I prized by 'harmless' longing, the fondling touch. Rather, open my hand to received the nail of Calvary, as Christ's was opened- that I, releasing all, might be released, unleashed from all that binds me now. He thought Heaven, yea, equality with God, not a thing to be clutched at. So let me release my grasp.

Rest in this-it is His business to lead, command, impel, send, call, or whatever you want to call it. It is your business to obey, follow, move, respond, or what have you... The sound of 'gentle stillness' after all the thunder and wind have passed will be the ultimate Word from God.

Surely those who know the great passionate heart of Jehovah must deny their own loves to share in the expression of His.

Be on guard, my soul, of complicating your environment so that you have neither time nor room for growth!