We cannot rely on ourselves, for we have learned by bitter experience the folly of self-confidence. We are compelled to look to the Lord alone. Blessed is the wind that drives the ship into the harbor. Blessed is the distress that forces us to rest in our God.

Too many people write their blessings in the sand but engrave their sorrows in marble

Gospel riches are sent to remove our wretchedness, and mercy to remove our misery.

If you are renewed by grace, and were to meet your old self, I am sure you would be very anxious to get out of his company.

He who climbs above the cares of this world, and turns his face to his God, has found the sunny side of life.

Not even in this world does sin pay its servants good wages.

Soul-serving requires a heart that beats hard against the ribs. It requires a soul full of the milk of human kindness. This is the sine qua non of success.