Ninety-five Percent Of Our Wool Is Going

Forgive Me For Being So Ordinary While Claiming To Know So Extraordinary A God.

I Have Prayed For New Men, Fiery, Reckless Men, Possessed Of Uncontrollably Youthful Passion-these Lit By The Spirit Of God. I Have Prayed For New Words, Explosive, Direct, Simple Words. I Have Prayed For New Miracles. Explaining Old Miracles Will Not Do. If God Is To Be Known As The God Who Does Wonders In Heaven And Earth, Then God Must Produce For This Generation. Lord, Fill Preachers And Preaching With Thy Power. How Long Dare We Go On Without Tears, Without Moral Passions, Hatred And Love? Not Long, I Pray, Lord Jesus, Not Long.

I Couldn’t Have Asked For More Than God In Deliberate Grace Has Surprised Me With!

He Makes His Ministers A Flame Of Fire. Am I Ignitible? God Deliver Me From The Dread Asbestos Of 'other Things.' Saturate Me With The Oil Of The Spirit That I May Be Aflame. But Flame Is Transient, Often Short Lived. Canst Thou Bear This, My Soul - Short Life? ... Make Me Thy Fuel, Flame Of God.

Desire Is The Putting Of My Will Into God’s Concern. It’s Not A Passive, Sitting Back In Your Easy Chair, Folding Your Arms Sort Of Thing, Which Says, 'well, I’m Willing, If God Would Only Give Me A Good Swift Kick And Send Me.' That’s Willingness All Right. But God Doesn’t Want Willingness, He Wants Will! He Wants Your Will Put Behind Those Desires.