Geoffrey Wood

Gratitude, not guilt, as motivation is always His starting point, thus guilt as a motivation leads nowhere.

That sense of entitlement is precisely where we want them because the right to happiness is directly opposed to one of The Adversary__ greatest curatives __ratitude.

I shouldn__ need to remind you that it was words that created the universe and The Word that now holds it together. While your man was simply reading one little book, something not unlike Genesis was stirring in his skull, and you didn__ think to stop it?

I don__ even like the phrase __pportunity to sin_ because it implies the opportunity to obey.

Also, always encourage 'being good' over 'doing good.' Acts of goodness are the difficulty for us and should, of course, be avoided. 'Being good' is far less problematic, largely because it lacks definition and can be solely a state of mind completely unattached to reality.

Still, despite all our noise, this universe hinges on a melody, that__ the dismal truth of it. Oh, we can propagandize all we wish, it doesn__ change the fabric of things. This universe was not made for the fallen, only the redeemed.

The Bible is the one book we__e most succeeded in having them never read as a book. Keep it that way.

Everyone needs to calm down! Okay, you got a weird cookie. So what? I don__ mean to swat your ego here, buddy, but this smacks a little narcissistic for me. God is not trying to communicate to you through a cookie. It doesn__ work that way. God__ not all Jack-and-the-magic-beans and tooth-beneath-the pillow voodoo. You don__ just close your eyes, flap open your Bible, and slam a steak knife into a verse. It__ that sort of thinking that leads to witch trials and Senate probes.

With Truth, Reason, and Morality off the board, we then capture their last Rook __hat prissy little virtue, Temperance_ for she depends on those other three for her beauty and was thus left wholly undefended.

Though I despise it, I do not doubt His Love for the creatures. I have seen it __is ever-reaching outward for any hand that might reach back. At His love, I tremble yet believe.

Turning an experience about to observe it, results in a lessening of the experience directly proportional to the amount of observation. To think about it is, to some degree, to stop the pleasure, to stop the experience, to step outside it.