It is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege. Anxiety, sickness, suffering, or danger, now and then, with a foregoing of the common conveniences and charities of this life, may make us pause, and cause the spirit to waver, and the soul to sink; but let this only be for a moment. All these are nothing when compared with the glory which shall be revealed in and for us. I never made a sacrifice.

It is my desire to show my attachment to the cause of Him who died for me by devoting my life to His service.

Death alone will put a stop to my effort!

If a commission by an earthly king is considered a honor, how can a commission by a Heavenly King be considered a sacrifice?

If we have not enough in our religion . . . to share it with all the world, it is doomed here at home.

God had an only Son and He made Him a missionary.

I am immortal till my work is accomplished