I Know, I Alone I know, I alone How much it hurts, this heart With no faith nor law Nor melody nor thought. Only I, only I And none of this can I say Because feeling is like the sky - Seen, nothing in it to see.
The reign of God is his reign over all things.
Mission begins with a kind of explosion of joy. The news that the rejected and crucified Jesus is alive is something that cannot possibly be suppressed. It must be told. Who could be silent about such a fact? The mission of the Church in the pages of the New Testament is like the fallout from a vast explosion, a radioactive fallout which is not lethal but life-giving.
Live in the kingdom of God in such a way that it provokes questions for which the gospel is the answer.
I am neither an optimist nor a pessimist. Jesus Christ is risen from the dead.
The church is not meant to call men and women out of the world into a safe religious enclave but to call them out in order to send them back as agents of God's kingship.
It is less important to ask a Christian what he or she believes about the Bible than it is to inquire what he or she does with it.
What keeps me going is goals.
All in all it was my intention to hold both the black and the white clientele by voicing the different kinds of songs in their customary tongues.
Flowers rejoice when night is done, Lift their heads to greet the sun; Sweetest looks and odours raise, In a silent hymn of praise.
It seems to me that to take a book of mine into his hands is one of the rarest distinctions that anyone can confer upon himself. I even assume that he removes his shoes when he does so-not to speak of boots.