Our Heritage | by Cyril Tennant | Volume 21, Issue 2 | March – April 2015
TRUE prayer, like precious odours, is most fragrant when incensed or crushed; and confession without contrition is like an artificial flower, a mere semblance of beauty without life – a human attempt at the impossible. Perhaps that is why there are so many illustrations in the Scriptures of …
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