To be a follower of the Crucified means, sooner or later, a personal encounter with the cross. And the cross always entails loss.

Prostitutes dress obviously, so as to draw attention. It's their business, isn't it? The last thing that a Christian woman is thinking of is being like a prostitute.

It is God to whom and with whom we travel, and while He is the end of our journey, He is also at every stopping place.

The way you keep your house, the way you organize your time, the care you take in your personal appearance, the things you spend your money on, all speak loudly about what you believe. The beauty of thy peace shines forth in an ordered life. A disordered life speaks loudly of disorder in the soul.

Freedom begins way back. It begins not with doing what you want but with doing what you ought - that is, with discipline.

The pain of loneliness is one way in which he wants to get our attention. We may be earnestly desiring to be obedient and holy. But we may be missing the fact that it is here, where we happen to be at this moment and not in another place or another time, that we may learn to love Him - here where it seems He is not at work, where He seems obscure or frightening, where He is not doing what we expected Him to do, where He is most absent. Here and nowhere else is the appointed place. If faith does not got to work here, it will not work at all.

He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose.