I bear my testimony that there is no joy to be found in all this world like that of sweet communion with Christ. I would barter all else there is of heaven for that. Indeed, that is heaven. As for the harps of gold and the streets like clear glass and the songs of seraphs and the shouts of the redeemed, one could very well give all these up, counting them as a drop in a bucket, if we might forever live in fellowship and communion with Jesus.

Saints of the early church reaped great harvests in the field of prayer and found the mercy seat to be a mine of untold treasures.

I long for nothing more earnestly than to serve God with all my might.

Inconsistent professors are the greatest stumbling blocks to the spread of the cause of Christ!

How gentle and tender ought we to be with others who are foolish when we remember how foolish we are ourselves

You never have to drag mercy out of Christ, as money from a miser.

No one knows who is listening, say nothing you would not wish put in the newspapers.