There was a man converted here some years ago, and he was just full of praise. He was living in the light all the time. We might be in the darkness, but he was always in the light.
He used to preface everything he said in the meeting with “praise God.” One night he came to the meeting with his finger all bound up. He had cut it, and cut it pretty bad, too. Well, I wondered how he would praise God for this; but he got up and said, “I have cut my finger, but, praise God, I didn’t cut it off.” And so, if things go against you, just think they might be a good deal worse.