Care more for a grain of faith than a ton of excitement.
Praise is the rehearsal for our eternal song.
Patience, then, believer, eternity will right the wrongs of time.
Nothing binds me to my Lord like a strong belief in His changeless love.
I have heard of some good old woman in a cottage, who had nothing but a piece of bread and a little water, and lifting up her hands, she said, as a blessing, What! all this, and Christ too?
If the professed convert distinctly and deliberately declares that he knows the Lord's will, but does not mean to attend to it, you are not to pamper his presumptions, but it is your duty to assure him that he is not saved.