Walter Rauschenbusch 
Dare We Be Christians [EPUB ebook] 

GOD’S world is great; too great for a little mind like mine to hold.
I have traveled over thousands of miles of it, but for the most part my memory
holds only a blur of space and movement.

But there are a few places which my memory has made all my own. I know
a place, just above Little Mud Turtle Lake, where the Gull River tilts around
the rocks and sweeps in a curling crescent of foam around the wooded basin
below the rapids. That place is mine because I swam in it with my boys; the
river carried us down the rapids and around the whirlpool, shouting and
laughing. ’Way up on the Ox Tongue River is a high, straight fall, and above it
a platform of rock. I lay there one night in the open, while the cool night
wind moved the treetops, and watched the constellations march across the spaces
between them. That place is mine by the emotions and prayers it inspired.

The world of the Bible, too, is a great world. I have wandered
through it all, but I have never made it all my own. But some friendly hills
and valleys in it are mine by right of experience. Some chapters have comforted
me; some have made me homesick; some have braced me like a bugle call; and some
always enlarge me within by a sense of unutterable fellowship with a great,
quiet Power that pervades all things and fills me.

Such passages make up for each of us his Bible within the Bible, and
the extent and variety of these claims he has staked out in it measure how much
of the great Book has really entered into the substance of his life.