I'd Climb the Highest Mountain

Tom Salter:
I refuse to believe in a God who inflicts pain and suffering and permits all the injustices that are in this world. My mind tells me that such a God is not fit to be spat upon let alone worship. Nor do I believe He give a man a mind and then condemn him for using it to think with, any more than He give a bird wings and condemn it for flying. That's giving Him a great deal more credit than you do, Mr. Thompson, for all your religion.

Tom Salter:
I know nothing of God, Mr. Thompson. Certainly He's never revealed Himself to me. Has He to you?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
Yes. Very often.

Tom Salter:
You've seen Him then. Can you prove He exists?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
No. No, but I know He does.

Tom Salter:
And you believe He made us as we are.

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
As surely as that we're standing here.

Tom Salter:
Then why did He not make us equally strong? Equally well off?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
I don't know. Man is not in possession of His plans.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
William, do you remember when you asked me if I could cook?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
Mmm.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
And then I said I could?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
Mmm.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
Well, I can't.

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
Oh, yes. I know.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
You know?

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
I thought you were lying so I asked your mother.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
You didn't!

Rev. William Asbury Thompson:
You forget. I'm an old hand dealing with liars.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
Why don't you come in?

Jack Stark:
I don't think I'd be welcome.

Mary Elizabeth Eden Thompson:
You're a member of my husband's church, aren't you?

Jack Stark:
No, ma'am. I'm a raw sheep.