At the center of care for the heart is the love of God. This must be the joyful aim of our life.

If we are to use our minds rightly, we must live in an attitude of constant openness and learning.

When we pass through what we call death, we do not loose the world. Indeed, we see it for the first time as it really is.

I submit my tongue as an instrument of righteousness when I make it bless them that curse me and pray for them who persecute me, even though it "automatically" tends to strike and wound those who have wounded me. I submit my legs to God as instruments of righteousness when I engage them in physical labor as service, perhaps carrying a burden the "second mile" for someone whom I would rather let my legs kick. I submit my body to righteousness when I do my good deeds without letting them be known, though my whole frame cries out to strut and crow.

We are invited to make a pilgrimage – into the heart and life of God.

If we allow everything access to our mind, we are simply asking to be kept in a state of mental turmoil or bondage. For nothing enters the mind without having an effect for good or evil.

If you don't have a teacher you can't have a disciple.