human
How well you talk, Lionel! Why don't you leave the Church and go in for Parliament?
gpt
I cannot make you understand, he said sadly;
human
My need of what?
gpt
Of salvation.
human
That would be adding sugar to honey, and I feel very contented with my honey. Good health, plenty of money, a tolerable position, and----
gpt
And you have yet to reckon with God. All these things come from Him, and all He can take away.
human
I don't agree with you.
gpt
Nor will you, until your pride is broken.
human
That it never will be,
gpt
So you think in your insolence of beauty and health. But when you come to die?
human
Well, then, I shall die, and that's all about it.
gpt
What is the glory of the rainbow to the colour-blind? Lionel asked himself, and walked to the door. There he paused to deliver himself of a final warning:
human
Though you triumph in your own strength, and be at ease in the palace of sin, yet will the reckoning come. The Most High God--IS,
gpt
Word! words! words!