An institution has life in it. Cut any of the faiths of your
fathers and they bleed. At the heart of a grain of wheat is a
golden spot that holds the life, and a coming sheaf. You may
strip off the outer hull, but touch that living heart at your
peril. You may change the forms of your government, but, oh,
guard the liberty of your fathers. You may change the wording of
your fathers’ creed, but at your peril touch the providence of
God, His Fatherhood and love, the way of life through Christ,
the hope of immortality. You may change the method of worship
on Sunday, but at your peril do not destroy it, until in one
wild orgy of drunken pleasure, your children become mere insect
“skippers,” dancing for a day on the surface of a poisoned pool,
then to disappear forever.--N. D. HILLIS.
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