The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

"I don't know enough to be a Christian."

"God is not so cruel as to have left us in the miserable plight that the most saving and necessary truths have to be laboriously assembled by everyone for himself. We are not a lot of amatteur detectives on the hunt for clues in a cosmic whodunit."

Would God be so unloving, unkind and unjust to have given faith only to intellectuals?

Blamires, Harry. The Christian Mind. S.P.C.K.: London, 1963

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