Infinite, and an infant. Eternal, and yet born of a woman. Almighty, and yet hanging on a woman’s breast. Supporting a universe, and yet needing to be carried in a mother’s arms. King of angels, and yet the reputed son of Joseph. Heir of all things, and yet the carpenter’s despised son.

The more of heaven there is in our lives, the less of earth we shall covet.

We venture to assert, that if there be any day in the year, of which we may be pretty sure that it was not the day on which the Savior was born, it is the 25th of December. Regarding not the day, let us, nevertheless, give thanks to God for the gift of His dear Son.

We ought not to tolerate for a minute the ghastly and grievous thought that God will not answer prayer.

When all else is changing within and around, in God and His mercy no change can be found.

Affliction is the best book in a minister's library.

Our joy ends where love of the world begins.