There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know.
“I had always owned them to be the Word of God... the careful reading of the Acts afforded me a practical picture of the early church; which made me feel deeply the contrast with its actual present state; though still, as ever beloved by God.”
“Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?”