Waiting silently is the hardest thing of all.

It is when we come to the Lord in our nothingness, our powerlessness and our helplessness that He then enables us to love in a way which, without Him, would be absolutely impossible.

Our natural reason looks at marriage and turns up its nose and says, Alas! Must I rock the baby? wash its diapers? make its bed? smell its stench? stay at nights with it? take care of it when it cries? heal its rashes and sores? and on top of that care for my spouse, provide labor at my trade, take care of this and take care of that? do this and do that? and endure this and endure that? Why should I make such a prisoner of myself?

Lonely? Give it to Jesus. The loneliness itself is material for sacrifice.

We never know what God has up His sleeve. You never know what might happen; you only know what you have to do now.

He is always doing something--the very best thing, the thing we ourselves would certainly choose if we knew the end from the beginning. He is at work to bring us to our full glory.

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