The question is not whether you ever gave yourself to God, but whether you are His now.

It sweetens every bit of work to think that I am doing it in humble, far-off, yet real imitation of Jesus.

If the loss of your fortune gains Christ for you, it will be a beautiful loss.

Ah, what a life is theirs who live in Christ; How vast the mystery! Reaching in height to heaven, and in its depth The unfathomed sea!

The thorny path bears some of the sweetest flowers that adorn life. And when with naked, bleeding feet we walk upon a flinty soil, we often find diamonds.

Here is a little mouth to kiss; here are two more feet to make music with their pattering about my nursery. Here is a soul to train for God, and the body in which it dwells is worth all it will cost, since it is abode of a kingly tenant. I may see less of friends, but I have gained one dearer than them all. Yes, my precious baby, you are welcome to your mothers heart, welcome to her time, her strength, her health, to her most tender cares, to her life-long prayers! Oh how rich I am, how truly, how wondrously blest!

O happy life! life hid with Christ in God! So making me At home and by the wayside and abroad, Alone with Thee.