We spend months inside them, then the rest of our lives getting babied by them.

Christ has made of death a narrow starlit strip between the companionships of yesterday and the reunions of tomorrow.

Science is a magnificent force, but it is not a teacher of morals. It can perfect machinery, but it adds no moral restraints to protect society from the misuse of the machine. It can also build gigantic intellectual ships, but it constructs no moral rudders for the control of storm tossed human vessel. It not only fails to supply the spiritual element needed but some of its unproven hypotheses rob the ship of its compass and thus endangers its cargo.

If we desire rules to govern our spiritual development we turn back to the Sermon on the Mount.

The Bible differs from all other books in that it never wears out. Other books are read and laid aside, but the Bible is a constant companion. No matter how often we read it or how familiar we become with it, some new truth is likely to spring out at us from its pages whenever we open it, or some old truth will impress us as it never did before. Every Christian can give illustrations of this.

You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorns; you shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold.

Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.