He was going to church every Sunday. He was going to start Bible classes in his house.

I have six children, and we live in a riverbed. If it gets really bad, we'll go to the church and see what the architect of the world has in store for us.

We are disappointed in the official announcement to close our beloved St. Augustine church.

Tony told me he spent so much time in prison, he was going to do anything possible to stay clean and not go back.

I have heard that he said he was not going to spend the rest of his life in prison, that he was going to kill himself.

If we have never sought, we seek Thee now;
Thine eyes burn through the dark, our only stars;
We must have sight of thorn-pricks on Thy brow,
We must have Thee, O Jesus of the Scars.
The heavens frighten us; they are too calm;
In all the universe we have no place.
Our wounds are hurting us; where is the balm?
Lord Jesus, by Thy Scars, we claim Thy grace.
If, when the doors are shut, Thou drawest near,
Only reveal those hands, that side of Thine;
We know to-day what wounds are, have no fear,
Show us Thy Scars, we know the countersign.
The other gods were strong; but Thou wast weak;
They rode, but Thou didst stumble to a throne;
But to our wounds only God’s wounds can speak,
And not a god has wounds, but Thou alone.