Father, make of me a crisis man. Bring those I contact to decision. Let me not be a milepost on a single road; make me a fork, that men must turn one way or another on facing Christ in me.

We are so utterly ordinary, so commonplace, while we profess to know a Power the Twentieth Century does not reckon with.... Oh that God would make us dangerous!

Lord, make my way prosperous not that I achieve high station, but that my life be an exhibit to the value of knowing God.

Lord, give me firmness without hardness, steadfastness without dogmatism, love without weakness.

Singleness, simplicity, is required of me. One treasure, a single eye, and a sole Master!

When it comes time to die, make sure that all you have to do is die.

Father, make of me a crisis man. Bring those I contact to decision. Let me not be a milepost on a single road; make me a fork, that men must turn one way or another on facing Christ in me.