We Worship God Through Our Questions.

There Are Two Primary Ways In Which Mans Relates Himself To The World That Surround Him: Manipulation And Appreciation . In The First Way He Sees In What Surrounds Him Things To Be Handled, Forces To Be Managed, Objects To Be Put To Use. In The Second Way He Sees In What Surrounds Him Things To Be Acknowledged, Understood, Valued Or Admired.

Trust Is The Core Of Human Relationships, Of Gregariousness Among Men. Friendship, A Puzzle To The Syllogistic And Critical Mentality, Is Not Based On Experiments Or Tests Of Another Person's Qualities But On Trust. It Is Not Critical Knowledge But A Risk Of The Heart Which Initiates Affection And Preserves Loyalty In Our Fellow Men.

Solitude Is A Necessary Protest To The Incursions And The False Alarms Of Society's Hysteria, A Period Of Cure And Recovery.

When Faith Is Completely Replaced By Creed, Worship By Discipline, Love By Habit; When The Crisis Of Today Is Ignored Because Of The Splendors Of The Past; When Faith Becomes An Heirloom Rather Than A Living Fountain; When Religion Speaks Only In The Name Of Authority Rather Than With The Voice Of Compassion, Its Message Becomes Meaningless.

For Many Of Us The March From Selma To Montgomery Was About Protest And Prayer. Legs Are Not Lips And Walking Is Not Kneeling. And Yet Our Legs Uttered Songs. Even Without Words, Our March Was Worship. I Felt My Legs Were Praying.