The Saint Is Hilarious When He Is

The Real Test Of A Saint Is Not One's Willingness To Preach The Gospel, But One's Willingness To Do Something Like Washing The Disciples' Feet - That Is, Being Willing To Do Those Things That Seem Unimportant In Human Estimation But Count As Everything To God.

God Seems To Have A Delightful Way Of Upsetting The Things We Have Calculated On Without Taking Him Into Account. We Get Into Circumstances Which Were Not Chosen By God, And Suddenly We Find We Have Been Calculating Without God; He Has Not Entered In As A Living Factor. The One Thing That Keeps Us From The Possibility Of Worrying Is Bringing God In As The Greatest Factor In All Our Calculations.

God Answers Prayer On The Ground Of Redemption And On No Other Ground.

Our Yesterdays Present Irreparable Things To Us; It Is True That We Have Lost Opportunities Which Will Never Return, But God Can Transform This Destructive Anxiety Into A Constructive Thoughtfulness For The Future. Let The Past Sleep, But Let It Sleep On The Bosom Of Christ. Leave The Irreparable Past In His Hands, And Step Out Into The Irresistible Future With Him.

Joy Comes From Seeing The Complete Fulfillment Of The Specific Purpose For Which I Was Created And Born Again, Not From Successfully Doing Something Of My Own Choosing.