Once I knew what it was to rest upon the rock of God's promises, and it was indeed a precious resting place, but now I rest in His grace. He is teaching me that the bosom of His love is a far sweeter resting-place than even the rock of His promises.
Hannah Whitall SmithThe mother eagle teachers her little ones to fly by making their nest so uncomfortable that they are forced to leave it and commit themselves to the unknown world of air outside. An just so does our God to us.
Hannah Whitall SmithI find that every soul that has travelled on this highway of holiness for any length of time, has invariably cut loose from its old moorings.
Hannah Whitall Smith