Timid men prefer the calm of despotism to the tempestuous sea of liberty.

Love letters from heaven are often sent in black-edged envelopes. The cloud that is black with horror is big with mercy. Fear not the storm. It brings healing in its wings and when Jesus is with you in the vessel the tempest only hastens the ship to its desired haven.

I am now Imbarkd on a tempestuous Ocean from whence, perhaps, no friendly harbour is to be found.