We stop short of the promise of fertility. The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church. Yes, and the blood of the servant fertilizes the field of his service. And it is just at that point of resistance that we begin to win. It is just when our service becomes costly that it begins to pay.
Life becomes contagious when it becomes sacrificial.
No, we are not able, and when our work and service become bitter, we give it up. And that is our pitiable mood. And so we miss the best of the feast. Fulfill your part of the contract with patience, and break not to Jesus Christ. . . Be honest, brother, in your bargaining with Him. . . .