The love of Christ has brought us together as one.

But Christ is as a son in his own house.

Christ, when I think of all we had going for us.

Christ, he thought, if I could only know one thing for certain.

Christ, what cut do you make on a new car?

How in Christ's name did they ever find the place?

But by Christ, he nearly got them just the same.

What in the name of Christ was he talking about?

Christ, he thought, what was I doing being brought up in his house?

Christ, the sense of power was like nothing else in the world.

A billion minutes ago was just after the time of Christ.

And Christ, all that guy could talk about was having no feet.

Christ, it was just like being back home with the family.

Christ, why hadn't he asked her where she was going?

Christ, who'd have thought they could get past all of us?

Christ, he couldn't tell the whole story all over again.

Christ, he was getting too old for this kind of thing.

Because by Christ it was his work and no one else's.

They may take this place away from us, but Christ!

Christ, what kind of phone system did they have out there?

Mother of Christ, it was nearly two and a half years!

Christ, I hope we're not all coming down with something.

Again, too much seemed to be made of Christ's death.

Christ, that was something, after living with you all my life.

They believe that the church is the body of Christ.