A man must at times be hard as nails: willing to face up to the truth about himself, and about the woman he loves, refusing compromise when compromise is wrong. But he must also be tender. No weapon will breach the armor of a woman's resentment like tenderness.

A quiet heart is content with what God gives. It is enough. All is grace.

Our Heavenly Healer often has to hurt us in order to heal us. We sometimes fail to recognize His mighty love in this, yet we are firmly held always in the Everlasting Arms.

The secret is Christ in me, not me in a different set of circumstances.

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

I will offer to Him both my tears and my exultation. Nothing we offer to Him will be lost.

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?'