As we have a high old time this Christmas may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without ever a chance. May we be moved with compassion as our Lord was. May we shed tears of repentance for these we have failed to bring out of darkness. Beyond the smiling scenes of Bethlehem may we see the crushing agony of Golgotha
When life's flight is over, and we unload our cargo at the other end, the fellow who got rid of unnecessary weight will have the most valuable cargo … - Nate Saint
When life's flight is over, and we unload our cargo at the other end, the fellow who got rid of unnecessary weight will have the most valuable cargo …
- Nate Saint
And people who do not know the Lord ask why in the world we waste our lives as missionaries. They forget that they too are expending their lives... a… - Nate Saint
And people who do not know the Lord ask why in the world we waste our lives as missionaries. They forget that they too are expending their lives... a…
If God would grant us the vision, the word sacrifice would disappear from our lips and thoughts; we would hate the things that seem now so dear to us… - Nate Saint
If God would grant us the vision, the word sacrifice would disappear from our lips and thoughts; we would hate the things that seem now so dear to us…
As we have a high old time this Christmas may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without… - Nate Saint
As we have a high old time this Christmas may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without…
I would rather die now than to live a life of oblivious ease in so sick a world. - Nate Saint
I would rather die now than to live a life of oblivious ease in so sick a world.
It was traumatic but exhilarating to feel what my father felt. I remember the ache of the separation from the people I loved. I would never go back t… - Nate Saint
It was traumatic but exhilarating to feel what my father felt. I remember the ache of the separation from the people I loved. I would never go back t…
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