What did Lester Roloff mean by: Sorrow does not take away, but adds to the Christian’s joy. - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA Copy
+ I would rather sail and hit a rock than sit and rot in dry dock. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lester Roloff, Dry, Rocks, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ Churches become poor if they become rich and care not for the poor. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lester Roloff, Care, Church, Wealth, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ God is the God of the impossible, as well as the God of the possible. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, Lester Roloff, Christian, Impossible, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ Better a pink bottom than a black soul. Feraz Zeid, September 17, 2023December 24, 2023, Lester Roloff, Scary, Soul, Stupid, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ Faith’ Him When You Can’t Feel Him. Feraz Zeid, June 27, 2023December 12, 2023, Lester Roloff, Inspiration, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ God’s greatest blessings are upon those who show the proper respect for the poor and the needy. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lester Roloff, Blessing, Needy, Poor, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
+ If you want to save America, get America saved. Feraz Zeid, August 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Lester Roloff, America, Saved, 0 - Lester Roloff Preacher · USA
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user. - William Morris Designer · England
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
