It seems like the Psalms become more meaningful when you are in a place of dependence. I read recently that if all seems well with you, then you probably won't surrender to the Lord. We are often taken back to a place of dependence when it comes to life with God.
Psalm 68:19 Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burden, the God who is our salvation.
Psalm 55:22 Cast your burden upon the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken.
I have been in a concordance lately tracing the word : "presence." It seems to me that the presence of God means alot more to you when you are "in over your head."
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
modern day parable of confrontation
I found this story on the internet and thought it was a great illustration of our need to "admonish one another." This fisherman fired a flare gun at a trucker who was about to drive over a collapsed bridge in Oklahoma.
Tragedy on I-40
When the Interstate highway bridge collapsed, sending traffic plunging into the Arkansas River far below, these bass fishermen helped keep the dangerous situation from becoming far worse.
by Mike Lambeth
In the stillness of early morning, several bass boats idled near the Webbers Falls city boat ramp. Kirk Washburn and Alton Wilhoit had high hopes as they waited their turn to blast off. The two fishermen from Harrah, OK - normally fellow competitors - were partnered in the Jimmy Houston Outdoors Team Tournament held May 26, 2002.
The previous day Washburn and Wilhoit pre-fished the Arkansas River, part of the McClellan-Kerr Arkansas River Navigational System, a waterway used for recreation, water supply, fish and wildlife conservation, hydropower and as the navigational means of moving barges from Oklahoma to New Orleans. They caught several fish, and gained knowledge that, they hoped, would land them a full livewell and a nice check.
"Alton and I had a good feeling that day," Washburn recalled. "We felt like we were going to catch some good fish. The water level was up and we found some productive weedbeds that held good numbers of fish."
Wilhoit shared his partner's enthusiasm. "It was a great morning for fishing and we were ready."
The pair drew an early starting time, leaving around 6:15 a.m. to fish their first spot - three miles south of the launch area. Crossing under the Interstate 40 Bridge, both fishermen noticed the ideal weather for fishing - air temperature was nearly 70 degrees with no wind.
Upon arriving at their first spot, the pair caught a 2 1/2-pound bass. Their plan was to fish a half-hour, then head 25 miles downriver to Sallisaw Creek, where they would spend the better part of the day.
Satisfied that they had caught all they could, Washburn suggested they change plans and go back to the bridge to try the nearby weedbeds. With life jackets on and rods stowed, the pair motored to the overpass.
The bass tournament that Kirk Wasburn (l.) and Alton Wilhoit were fishing on the day the I-40 bridge fell was rescheduled for six weeks later, which was when trucker Rodney Tidwell was reunited with the heroes who'd pulled him from the river. Photo courtesy of Alton WilhoitAs their boat planed out at 70 mph, Washburn remembers looking back and seeing, 200 to 300 yards behind them, a barge heading north in their wake. The barge appeared to be in the very center of the channel and headed toward the generous clearance where barges cross under the bridge daily.
Washburn and Wilhoit fished a weedbed on the south edge of the bridge without success, and then slowly idled across to a wing dam just under the north side of I-40. The pair alternated throwing jigs, spinners and tube baits to entice a strike.
Suddenly - there was a roar!
The morning's tranquility was shattered with a sound Washburn compared to a sonic boom. The deafening roar reverberated throughout the entire span of the bridge. Wilhoit assumed there had been an automobile accident overhead. Nearly 150 yards away on the western end of the bridge the unthinkable had occurred - a tugboat pushing twin barges had veered off course and struck a piling with incredible force.
Witnesses recall hearing the thunderous sound miles away. When the boom silenced, the catastrophe unfolded. The impact of the 400- to 500-ton barges instantly collapsed the west end of the bridge. A chunk of the interstate between 500 and 600 feet long fell into the river. Now part of I-40, the most traveled highway between the East and West Coasts, crumbled as if moved by an earthquake. The void created a deadly trap for unsuspecting motorists.
Washburn and Wilhoit had been listening to the clopping noise made by tires running across the jointed sections of the bridge overhead. The pair was suddenly jolted into reality.
In an instant, rods were stored and life jackets put on. Wilhoit fired up the motor and jetted to the accident site. "The trip took no more than 15 to 20 seconds," said Washburn.
While en route, the pair watched in horror as a truck heading west flew off the bridge. It was then that they realized approaching traffic had no warning of the calamity ahead. Their boat idled 20 to 30 yards away from the collapsed span when another semi with a double tandem trailer sailed into the murky water and vanished.
Washburn dialed 911 on his cell phone and alerted an "unbelieving" sheriff to what had happened. "The sheriff didn't believe the bridge had actually collapsed. I had to assure him that I wasn't joking; this was a very serious matter. I told him to send emergency help at once."
In a matter of seconds, 10 vehicles eerily plunged into the murky water nearly 70 feet below the bridge. There were trucks with horse trailers, semis, and cars all unable to stop, plummeting into the turbid river. Wreckage debris littered the water's surface.
Washburn and Wilhoit stood waving their arms in an effort to ward off more tragedy. "We felt helpless; it seemed there was nothing we could do to stop the traffic," Washburn recalled.
"At one point our boat drifted directly under the bridge, pulled by the strong current," said Wilhoit. "We looked up to see a truck plunge directly overhead, narrowly missing our boat."
In desperation, Washburn told Wilhoit, "We have to back up farther from the bridge so people can see us." It was then that Wilhoit remembered having a flare gun on board - required safety equipment from a tournament they'd fished years earlier.
Wilhoit placed the boat in reverse and motored north in the current while at the same time aiming the flare gun at an approaching semi. Miraculously, the gun fired and the flare actually struck the truck's windshield. The trucker slammed on his brakes, stopping literally at the edge of the damaged bridge.
With traffic finally stopped, the anglers idled toward the barge, looking for survivors in the water. The current was strong and the men struggled to keep their boat away from the mangled wreckage. It was then they heard a resounding, "Hey," from near the barge. Mississippi truck driver Rodney Tidwell had miraculously surfaced and, though badly injured, beckoned for help.
Washburn and Wilhoit quickly tied a flotation cushion to a rope and tossed it out as the injured trucker struggled to remain afloat. Tidwell was pulled to safety by his two "heroes" and later admitted he couldn't have tread water much longer.
Thirty feet away, the bleeding and badly injured body of Arkansas truck driver James Bilyeau surfaced. His desperate pleas for help weakened as the current pulled him under the front of the barge. Washburn and Wilhoit saw Bilyeau, but were penned by the strong current to the mangled pylon and protruding rebar.
The Harrah fishermen encouraged the trucker to hang on to some floating boxes nearby. It was then that Norman Barton Jr. of Sallisaw and Randy Graham of Wagoner arrived. The anglers had been some 700 yards away when the collision occurred.
The badly injured Bilyeau was nowhere in sight. Graham maneuvered their boat under the front of the barge, and noticed a strange object. The object turned out to be the blood-covered head of Bilyeau. Norman and Randy tossed the victim a cushion on a rope and pulled him to safety.
A short distance away, John Swain and his son Gabe pulled a third victim into their boat. With injured survivors onboard, the boats headed to the ramp a little over two miles away. They cared for the victims the best they could. Emergency help was on the scene when they arrived.
The tranquil morning had turned deadly, and now ominous black clouds halted rescue efforts until the storm passed. The aftermath left 10 vehicles in a watery grave, and claimed 14 lives. The victims were: Andrew Clements, 35, of California; Jeanine Cawley, 48, of Lebanon, Ore.; Margaret Green, 45, of Stockdale, Texas; Gail Shanahan, 49, of Corpus Christi, Texas; James Johnson, 30, of Lavaca, Ark.; Misty Johnson, 28, of Lavaca, Ark.; Shea Johnson, 3, of Lavaca, Ark., Paul Tailele Jr., 39, of Magna, Utah; Wayne Martin, 49, of Norman, Okla.; Susan Martin, 49, of Norman, Okla.; Jerry Gillion, 58, of Spiro, Okla.; Patricia Gillion, 57, of Spiro, Okla.; David Mueggenborg, 52, of Okarche, Okla.; and Jean Mueggenborg, 51, also of Okarche.
The medical examiner ruled the manner of death as accidental drowning on 13 victims, with one dead from blunt trauma to the head.
Washburn and Wilhoit humbly insist that they are not heroes. In fact, they were doing what anyone else on the scene would have done. They regret they couldn't have done more.
Because of the tragic events, tournament director Carl Woods cancelled the bass competition. As the shaken Washburn and Wilhoit reflected on the emotional events that had unfolded that day, they chose to unwind in the best manner they knew. The two fishermen climbed into their boat and went fishing.
Tragedy on I-40
When the Interstate highway bridge collapsed, sending traffic plunging into the Arkansas River far below, these bass fishermen helped keep the dangerous situation from becoming far worse.
by Mike Lambeth
In the stillness of early morning, several bass boats idled near the Webbers Falls city boat ramp. Kirk Washburn and Alton Wilhoit had high hopes as they waited their turn to blast off. The two fishermen from Harrah, OK - normally fellow competitors - were partnered in the Jimmy Houston Outdoors Team Tournament held May 26, 2002.
The previous day Washburn and Wilhoit pre-fished the Arkansas River, part of the McClellan-Kerr Arkansas River Navigational System, a waterway used for recreation, water supply, fish and wildlife conservation, hydropower and as the navigational means of moving barges from Oklahoma to New Orleans. They caught several fish, and gained knowledge that, they hoped, would land them a full livewell and a nice check.
"Alton and I had a good feeling that day," Washburn recalled. "We felt like we were going to catch some good fish. The water level was up and we found some productive weedbeds that held good numbers of fish."
Wilhoit shared his partner's enthusiasm. "It was a great morning for fishing and we were ready."
The pair drew an early starting time, leaving around 6:15 a.m. to fish their first spot - three miles south of the launch area. Crossing under the Interstate 40 Bridge, both fishermen noticed the ideal weather for fishing - air temperature was nearly 70 degrees with no wind.
Upon arriving at their first spot, the pair caught a 2 1/2-pound bass. Their plan was to fish a half-hour, then head 25 miles downriver to Sallisaw Creek, where they would spend the better part of the day.
Satisfied that they had caught all they could, Washburn suggested they change plans and go back to the bridge to try the nearby weedbeds. With life jackets on and rods stowed, the pair motored to the overpass.
The bass tournament that Kirk Wasburn (l.) and Alton Wilhoit were fishing on the day the I-40 bridge fell was rescheduled for six weeks later, which was when trucker Rodney Tidwell was reunited with the heroes who'd pulled him from the river. Photo courtesy of Alton WilhoitAs their boat planed out at 70 mph, Washburn remembers looking back and seeing, 200 to 300 yards behind them, a barge heading north in their wake. The barge appeared to be in the very center of the channel and headed toward the generous clearance where barges cross under the bridge daily.
Washburn and Wilhoit fished a weedbed on the south edge of the bridge without success, and then slowly idled across to a wing dam just under the north side of I-40. The pair alternated throwing jigs, spinners and tube baits to entice a strike.
Suddenly - there was a roar!
The morning's tranquility was shattered with a sound Washburn compared to a sonic boom. The deafening roar reverberated throughout the entire span of the bridge. Wilhoit assumed there had been an automobile accident overhead. Nearly 150 yards away on the western end of the bridge the unthinkable had occurred - a tugboat pushing twin barges had veered off course and struck a piling with incredible force.
Witnesses recall hearing the thunderous sound miles away. When the boom silenced, the catastrophe unfolded. The impact of the 400- to 500-ton barges instantly collapsed the west end of the bridge. A chunk of the interstate between 500 and 600 feet long fell into the river. Now part of I-40, the most traveled highway between the East and West Coasts, crumbled as if moved by an earthquake. The void created a deadly trap for unsuspecting motorists.
Washburn and Wilhoit had been listening to the clopping noise made by tires running across the jointed sections of the bridge overhead. The pair was suddenly jolted into reality.
In an instant, rods were stored and life jackets put on. Wilhoit fired up the motor and jetted to the accident site. "The trip took no more than 15 to 20 seconds," said Washburn.
While en route, the pair watched in horror as a truck heading west flew off the bridge. It was then that they realized approaching traffic had no warning of the calamity ahead. Their boat idled 20 to 30 yards away from the collapsed span when another semi with a double tandem trailer sailed into the murky water and vanished.
Washburn dialed 911 on his cell phone and alerted an "unbelieving" sheriff to what had happened. "The sheriff didn't believe the bridge had actually collapsed. I had to assure him that I wasn't joking; this was a very serious matter. I told him to send emergency help at once."
In a matter of seconds, 10 vehicles eerily plunged into the murky water nearly 70 feet below the bridge. There were trucks with horse trailers, semis, and cars all unable to stop, plummeting into the turbid river. Wreckage debris littered the water's surface.
Washburn and Wilhoit stood waving their arms in an effort to ward off more tragedy. "We felt helpless; it seemed there was nothing we could do to stop the traffic," Washburn recalled.
"At one point our boat drifted directly under the bridge, pulled by the strong current," said Wilhoit. "We looked up to see a truck plunge directly overhead, narrowly missing our boat."
In desperation, Washburn told Wilhoit, "We have to back up farther from the bridge so people can see us." It was then that Wilhoit remembered having a flare gun on board - required safety equipment from a tournament they'd fished years earlier.
Wilhoit placed the boat in reverse and motored north in the current while at the same time aiming the flare gun at an approaching semi. Miraculously, the gun fired and the flare actually struck the truck's windshield. The trucker slammed on his brakes, stopping literally at the edge of the damaged bridge.
With traffic finally stopped, the anglers idled toward the barge, looking for survivors in the water. The current was strong and the men struggled to keep their boat away from the mangled wreckage. It was then they heard a resounding, "Hey," from near the barge. Mississippi truck driver Rodney Tidwell had miraculously surfaced and, though badly injured, beckoned for help.
Washburn and Wilhoit quickly tied a flotation cushion to a rope and tossed it out as the injured trucker struggled to remain afloat. Tidwell was pulled to safety by his two "heroes" and later admitted he couldn't have tread water much longer.
Thirty feet away, the bleeding and badly injured body of Arkansas truck driver James Bilyeau surfaced. His desperate pleas for help weakened as the current pulled him under the front of the barge. Washburn and Wilhoit saw Bilyeau, but were penned by the strong current to the mangled pylon and protruding rebar.
The Harrah fishermen encouraged the trucker to hang on to some floating boxes nearby. It was then that Norman Barton Jr. of Sallisaw and Randy Graham of Wagoner arrived. The anglers had been some 700 yards away when the collision occurred.
The badly injured Bilyeau was nowhere in sight. Graham maneuvered their boat under the front of the barge, and noticed a strange object. The object turned out to be the blood-covered head of Bilyeau. Norman and Randy tossed the victim a cushion on a rope and pulled him to safety.
A short distance away, John Swain and his son Gabe pulled a third victim into their boat. With injured survivors onboard, the boats headed to the ramp a little over two miles away. They cared for the victims the best they could. Emergency help was on the scene when they arrived.
The tranquil morning had turned deadly, and now ominous black clouds halted rescue efforts until the storm passed. The aftermath left 10 vehicles in a watery grave, and claimed 14 lives. The victims were: Andrew Clements, 35, of California; Jeanine Cawley, 48, of Lebanon, Ore.; Margaret Green, 45, of Stockdale, Texas; Gail Shanahan, 49, of Corpus Christi, Texas; James Johnson, 30, of Lavaca, Ark.; Misty Johnson, 28, of Lavaca, Ark.; Shea Johnson, 3, of Lavaca, Ark., Paul Tailele Jr., 39, of Magna, Utah; Wayne Martin, 49, of Norman, Okla.; Susan Martin, 49, of Norman, Okla.; Jerry Gillion, 58, of Spiro, Okla.; Patricia Gillion, 57, of Spiro, Okla.; David Mueggenborg, 52, of Okarche, Okla.; and Jean Mueggenborg, 51, also of Okarche.
The medical examiner ruled the manner of death as accidental drowning on 13 victims, with one dead from blunt trauma to the head.
Washburn and Wilhoit humbly insist that they are not heroes. In fact, they were doing what anyone else on the scene would have done. They regret they couldn't have done more.
Because of the tragic events, tournament director Carl Woods cancelled the bass competition. As the shaken Washburn and Wilhoit reflected on the emotional events that had unfolded that day, they chose to unwind in the best manner they knew. The two fishermen climbed into their boat and went fishing.
Our attitude toward the sin of others
Resolved, to act, in all respects, both speaking and doing, as if nobody had been so vile as I, and as if I had committed the same sins, or had the same infirmities or failings as others; and that I will let the knowledge of their failings promote nothing but shame in myself, and prove only an occasion of my confessing my own sins and misery to God
Jonathan Edwards
Jonathan Edwards
the fear of man is a snare
A people pleaser is not a peace maker, but rather a peace lover. A peacemaker is willing to endure the discomfort of conflict in the hope of bringing about a peaceful resolution. ( Peace not only is the absence of conflict, but is often the result of it.) A peace lover is so afraid of conflict that he will avoid it at almost all costs. He is so concerned with keeping the peace with his fellow man that he is often willing to forfeit the peace of God that comes from standing up and suffering for the truth. He is essentially a coward at heart.” ( People pleasing p 25 Lou Priolo)
The people pleaser overreacts to any hint of disapproval. He feels a pinprick as keenly as a knife in the back. He is overly sensitive because he is too concerned about his own glory ( and popularity). He sees any constructive criticism or suggestion for improvement as a threat to his reputation rather than as an opportunity to grow or as an indication of the reprover’s love for him. ( p 31 ibid )
The people pleaser overreacts to any hint of disapproval. He feels a pinprick as keenly as a knife in the back. He is overly sensitive because he is too concerned about his own glory ( and popularity). He sees any constructive criticism or suggestion for improvement as a threat to his reputation rather than as an opportunity to grow or as an indication of the reprover’s love for him. ( p 31 ibid )
Saturday, February 13, 2010
dangerous places
I came across this earlier today and was encouraged by it.
" Unfortunately, the resolve to be courageous in the pulpit can result in our becoming headstrong and arrogant. We may succeed in being outspoken, but spoil it by becoming proud of our outspokenness. Truth to tell, the puplit is a perilous place for any person to occupy. It is 'high and lifted up,' and thus enjoys a prominence which should be restricted to Yahweh's throne ( Isa 6:1). We stand there in solitude, while the eyes of all are on us. We hold forth in monologue, while all sit still, silent and subdued. Who can endure such public exposure and remain unscathed by vanity ? Pride is without doubt the chief occupational hazard of the preacher. It has ruined many, and deprived their ministry of power."
taken from Between two worlds by John Stott page 320
" Unfortunately, the resolve to be courageous in the pulpit can result in our becoming headstrong and arrogant. We may succeed in being outspoken, but spoil it by becoming proud of our outspokenness. Truth to tell, the puplit is a perilous place for any person to occupy. It is 'high and lifted up,' and thus enjoys a prominence which should be restricted to Yahweh's throne ( Isa 6:1). We stand there in solitude, while the eyes of all are on us. We hold forth in monologue, while all sit still, silent and subdued. Who can endure such public exposure and remain unscathed by vanity ? Pride is without doubt the chief occupational hazard of the preacher. It has ruined many, and deprived their ministry of power."
taken from Between two worlds by John Stott page 320
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Septic tank theology
I get to talk to college students at Texas A&M as we travel around Brazos county officiating basketball games. In the course of our 2 hour conversation I end up asking them about their purpose in life. Many of them have no idea what that is and seemed stunned that someone asked them the question. Our purpose is directly tied to the Person who made us and the only way to find that purpose is to discover it in Scripture. For some reason, this morning, an old truth made so much sense to me in a new way. Faith needs something to bite into in order to strengthen us. These students that I'm talking to don't have faith in anything substantial and the faith that they do have is starving for substance. It's like the lids on a septic tank. When we are done working with them, they must be secured. They have to be screwed back in place, but often because of time and the elements, the place where the screw grabs on to is deteriorated so badly, that it will not hold. It seems to me that this is like the faith of some. There is nothing for their "faith" to grab hold of because there is nothing substantial to hold it in place. If this is confusing to you then maybe this author can explain it better:
" ... it simply stands to reason that faith feeds on the Word because the Word is what faith trusts. And where trustworthy words are not present, faith has nothing to bite into. That's the nature of faith. It exists by what it trusts. It has no life but what it gets from the truth it believes. So if we do not feed it with a substantial diet of life giving truth, it will shrivel. " *
If you don't have the luxury of opening a Bible every hour, you do have the ability to consult your memory. When your memory goes walking down the corridor of your mind opening doors, what does it find ? Does it find Ephesians 2, does it find Proverbs 25, or does it find other things ?
* John Piper A Godward life Book 2 page 215
" ... it simply stands to reason that faith feeds on the Word because the Word is what faith trusts. And where trustworthy words are not present, faith has nothing to bite into. That's the nature of faith. It exists by what it trusts. It has no life but what it gets from the truth it believes. So if we do not feed it with a substantial diet of life giving truth, it will shrivel. " *
If you don't have the luxury of opening a Bible every hour, you do have the ability to consult your memory. When your memory goes walking down the corridor of your mind opening doors, what does it find ? Does it find Ephesians 2, does it find Proverbs 25, or does it find other things ?
* John Piper A Godward life Book 2 page 215
losses and crosses
The woman at the well in John 4 made a statement to Jesus: " Sir, You have nothing to draw with and the well is deep." This thought is running through my mind right now after reading A Quest for Godliness by J I Packer. Sometimes, I feel like in our life we have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. I found something this morning that is deeper than I have the ability to draw from... the puritan experience. I am humbled by their life and sobered by Packer's description of their maturity. It makes me feel very shallow when I stand next to them.
His vocabulary makes the book worth reading and I feel like I need to go read a dictionary and learn some new synonyms.
Here's what I found particulary meaningful:
( before you read, keep in my mind, the use of the word "reformed" here is not a branch of theology, but renewed, re-shaped, and revived...)
"...the ideal for the church was that through 'reformed' clergy all the members of each congregation should be 'reformed' , brought that is, by God's grace without disorder into a state of what we would call revival, so as to be truly and thoroughly converted, theologically orthodox and sound, spiritually alert and expectant, in character terms wise and steady, ethically enterprising and obedient and humbly buy joyously sure of their salvation."
" ...and their ( the puritans) knowledge was no mere theoretical orthodoxy. They sought to reduce to practice all that God taught them. They yoked their consciences to His word, disciplining themselves to bring all activities under the scrutiny of scripture, and to demand a theological, as distinct from merely pragmatic, justification for everything that they did. "
I like that phrase: " they yoked their consciences to the word of God..."
more:
" Puritan authors regularly tell us, first of the mystery of God: that our God is too small, that the real God cannot be put without remainder into a man made conceptual box so as to be fully understood, and that He was, is, and always will be inscrutable in His dealing with those who trust and love Him, so that 'losses and crosses' , that is bafflement and disappointment in relation to particular hopes one has entertained, must be accepted as a recurring element in one's life of fellowship with Him."
" By ministering to us these precious biblical truths the Puritans give us the resources we need to cope with the 'slings and arrows of outrageous fortune', and offer the casualties an insight into what has happened to them that can raise them above self pitying resentment and reaction and restore their spiritual health completely. "
( pages 29-34)
His vocabulary makes the book worth reading and I feel like I need to go read a dictionary and learn some new synonyms.
Here's what I found particulary meaningful:
( before you read, keep in my mind, the use of the word "reformed" here is not a branch of theology, but renewed, re-shaped, and revived...)
"...the ideal for the church was that through 'reformed' clergy all the members of each congregation should be 'reformed' , brought that is, by God's grace without disorder into a state of what we would call revival, so as to be truly and thoroughly converted, theologically orthodox and sound, spiritually alert and expectant, in character terms wise and steady, ethically enterprising and obedient and humbly buy joyously sure of their salvation."
" ...and their ( the puritans) knowledge was no mere theoretical orthodoxy. They sought to reduce to practice all that God taught them. They yoked their consciences to His word, disciplining themselves to bring all activities under the scrutiny of scripture, and to demand a theological, as distinct from merely pragmatic, justification for everything that they did. "
I like that phrase: " they yoked their consciences to the word of God..."
more:
" Puritan authors regularly tell us, first of the mystery of God: that our God is too small, that the real God cannot be put without remainder into a man made conceptual box so as to be fully understood, and that He was, is, and always will be inscrutable in His dealing with those who trust and love Him, so that 'losses and crosses' , that is bafflement and disappointment in relation to particular hopes one has entertained, must be accepted as a recurring element in one's life of fellowship with Him."
" By ministering to us these precious biblical truths the Puritans give us the resources we need to cope with the 'slings and arrows of outrageous fortune', and offer the casualties an insight into what has happened to them that can raise them above self pitying resentment and reaction and restore their spiritual health completely. "
( pages 29-34)
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