Death Is The Supreme Festival On The

In Jesus Christ We Have Been Chosen From Eternity, Accepted In Time, And United For Eternity.

Who Am I? This Or The Other? Am I One Person Today And Tomorrow Another? Am I Both At Once? A Hypocrite Before Others, And Before Myself A Contemptible Woebegone Weakling? Or Is Something Within Me Still Like A Beaten Army Fleeing In Disorder From A Victory Already Achieved? Who Am I? They Mock Me, These Lonely Questions Of Mine. Whoever I Am, Thou Knowest, O God, I Am Thine!

And After Death Something New Begins, Over Which All The Powers Of The World Of Death Can Have No More Control.

Cheap Grace Is Grace Without Discipleship, Grace Without The Cross, Grace Without Jesus Christ, Living And Incarnate.

There Is No Way To Peace Along The Way To Safety. For Peace Must Be Dared. It Is The Great Venture.