Think of this- we may live together with Him here and now, a daily walking with Him who loved us and gave Himself for us.

We are women, and my plea is Let me be a woman, holy through and through, asking for nothing but what God wants to give me, receiving with both hands and with all my heart whatever that is.

We must quit bending the Word to suit our situation. It is we who must be bent to that Word, our necks that must bow under the yoke.

There is something that pretends to be christianity which is mostly mood. The measure of its faith is merely the measure of its feeling.

Waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered question, lifting the heart to God about it whenever it intrudes upon one's thoughts.

There are those who insist that it is a very bad thing to question God. To them, “why?” is a rude question. That depends, I believe, on whether it is an honest search, in faith, for His meaning, or whether it is the challenge of unbelief and rebellion.

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