Burning truths from Billy's bat

Chapter 68: SOME STRAY SHOTS FOR THE GALLERY.

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A compact collection of sermons, anecdotes, prayers, and terse sayings built around a dramatic conversion account and practical moral instruction. The pieces address family and motherhood, courtship and marriage, social amusements such as dancing, gambling, and theatre, and critiques of hypocrisy, spiritualism, and nominal religion. Interwoven are vivid recollections, Bible exposition, exhortations to repentance and steadfast faith, and homiletic advice for personal conduct and public testimony. The material favors direct, anecdotal argumentation intended to move listeners toward moral reform and committed Christian practice.

SOME STRAY SHOTS FOR THE GALLERY.

I’m a graduate of the university of poverty and have taken several post-graduate courses there, too.

Some of you sing, “I’m standing on the solid rock,” through a set of false teeth that you haven’t paid for yet.

Nine-tenths of the church members are bench warmers.

“Not my will but”—it costs some of you too much to complete the other three words—“Thine be done.” That’s why your spiritual batting average is only fifteen when it ought to be nine hundred.

I’d rather see a child in the mouth of a crocodile than to see it dragged down by some immoral influence.

Go into the church and you’ll find most of the bunch nearer the theatre and card party than to Jesus.

The nearer to Jesus the more elbow room there is; the farther away you find the biggest crowd.