It is wonderful how God works by our hands, and yet His own hand does it all.

The first link between my soul and Christ is not my goodness but my badness, not my merit but my misery, not my riches but my need.

Think lightly of hell, and you will think lightly of the cross. Think little of the sufferings of lost souls, and you will soon think little of the Savior who delivers them.

If we complained less, and praised more, we should be happier, and God would be more glorified.

The condition of the church may be very accurately gauged by its prayer meetings. So is the prayer meeting a grace-ometer, and from it we may judge of the amount of divine working among a people. If God be near a church, it must pray. And if He be not there, one of the first tokens of His absence will be slothfulness in prayer.

Now let us find solace in the finished work of our Lord Jesus. Everything is fully done: justice demands no more.

None of us can come to the highest maturity without enduring the summer heat of trials.