Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
Thetorment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause,is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangledmind’ leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
When trumpt sound today where wood you be! if you die today your JESUS has come! how could you give account of your life if JESUS meet you in your sinful life! repent now tomorrow might too late for you!
