I shall be glad to see thee back, daughter, for I miss thee dreadfully. I wish I did not! I was taking a nap in my chair today, and I thought I heard thee rustling thy papers, and I looked over at thy table expecting to see thee, and alas! thee was not there, and it was dreadful.

We must take our troubles to the Lord, but we must do more than that, we must leave them there.

Christians, who have given themselves into the care and keeping of the Lord Jesus, still continue to bend beneath the weight of their burden, and often go weary and heavy-laden throughout the whole length of their journey.

God's care for us is more watchful and more tender than the care of any human father could possibly be.

Of all hateful occupations, housekeeping is to my mind the most hateful.

Put together all the tenderest love you know of, multiply it by infinity, and you will begin to see glimpses of the love and grace of God.

If we want to be comforted, we must make up our minds to believe every single solitary word of comfort God has ever spoken.