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.

The way we live ought to manifest the truth of what we believe. A messy life speaks of a messy and incoherent faith.

When obedience to God contradicts what I think will give me pleasure, let me ask myself if I love Him.

One step at a time, over the years, as I sought to plumb the mystery of suffering (which cannot be plumbed), I began to see that there is a sense in which everything is a gift. Even my widowhood.

For one who has made thanksgiving the habit of his life, the morning prayer will be, 'Lord, what will you give me today to offer back to you?'

Of all things difficult to rule, none were more so than my will and affections.

The devil has made it his business to monopolize on three elements: noise, hurry, crowds. He will not allow quietness.