In this time of all-but-universal wickedness one comforting glimmer appears: there are to be discovered increasing numbers of individuals whose lives bear a thriving hunger after God Himself. They're eager for spiritual truths and won't be put off with words, nor will they be happy with right "versions" of truth. They're thirsty for God, and they won't be satisfied till they've drunk Him in deep. They desire God above all. They're thirsty to taste for themselves the "acute sweetness" of the love of Christ about Whom all the holy prophets wrote and the psalmists sang.

There's no lack of Bible instructors to expound on the principles of the doctrines of Christ, but too many of these appear satisfied to teach the basics of the faith year after year, oddly incognizant that in their ministry there’s no apparent Presence, nor anything uncommon in their personal lives. They pastor constantly to believers who experience a longing which their teaching merely doesn't fulfill. For it isn't simple words that sustain the soul, but God Himself, and unless and till the listeners discover God in personal experience they're not the greater for having heard the truth. The Bible isn't an end in itself, but a way to bring men to an intimate and substantial knowledge of God, that they might enter into Him