“There are scars on my faith,” he writes, but underneath those scars there are no doubts. He {Christ} has me with the consent of all my being and with the corroboration of all my life. The song I sing is a life song. Not the temporary exuberance of youth that often fades when middle and old age set in with their disillusionment and cynicisms – the days when one says, “I have no pleasure in them.” No, I’m eighty-three, and I’m more excited today about being a Christian than I was at eighteen when I put my feet upon the way.”
_E. Stanley Jones, writing in his mid-eighties
The ONE THING 