Whether we are stable or easily unravel, stiff or delicate, able to stretch to meet a life of continual strain or remaining constant in places of high demand, His purposes surpass our understanding. Will we be but yielding fabric in the Master's hands?

I did the stupidest thing—attempt to pull the truck back with my own strength—of course, that didn't help anything. The truck bucked over the curb, and then plowed into the aluminum-extruded, glass-fronted entryway... ka-BOOOOM!

Oh, that men would put away their childish things! That they would seriously and humbly hunger for truth and spiritual reality! That they would... abhor the deadly simplicity of arranging things as they see best.... Most people are proving they are playing at religion.

But in all this rejoicing, revealed to our wondering eyes, was a solemn reminder to those brethren of a different dispensation, so long ago, of the absolute need of doing the work of God as He wants it done.

Making up your mind and setting your will, in themselves, are necessary to do the works of man; but, if you want to do the works of God, the work of God must be done in you first, in all its completeness.