If you have never been hurt by a word from God, it is probably that you have never heard God speak.

There is always something to be happy about if we look for it: ‘Two men looked through prison bars, The one saw mud, the other stars.'

If I cannot hear "The sound of rain' long before the rain falls, and then go out to some hilltop of the Spirit, as near to my God as I can and have faith to wait there with my face between my knees, though six times or sixty times I am told "There is nothing', till at last there arises a little cloud out of the sea, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

When I consider the cross of Christ, how can anything that I do be called sacrifice?

He hath never failed thee yet. Never will His love forget. O fret not thyself nor let Thy heart be troubled, Neither let it be afraid.

I don't wonder apostolic miracles have died. Apostolic living certainly has.

All along, let us remember we are not asked to understand, but simply to obey.