Without a God there is for man neither purpose, nor goal, nor hope, only a wavering future, and an eternal dread of every darkness.
Without a God there is for man neither purpose, nor goal, nor hope, only a wavering future, and an eternal dread of every darkness.
Winter, which strips the leaves from around us, makes us see the distant regions they formerly concealed so does old age rob us of our enjoyments, only to enlarge the prospect of eternity before us.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories