We think that we do well to be angry with the rebellious, and so we prove ourselves to be more like Jonah than Jesus.

Sickness has frequently been of more use to the saints of God than health has.

We see his smile of love even when others see nothing but the black hand of death smiting our best beloved.

Sometimes a fog will settle over a vessel's deck and yet leave the topmast clear. Then a sailor goes up aloft and gets a lookout which the helmsman on deck cannot get. So prayer sends the soul aloft; lifts it above the clouds in which our selfishness and egotism befog us, and gives us a chance to see which way to steer.

Do not try to make the gospel tasteful to carnal minds. Do not hide the offense of the cross, lest you make it of no effect.

Never lose heart in the power of the gospel.

Serve God with integrity, and if you achieve no success, at least no sin will lie upon your conscience.