Sorrows are gardeners: they plant flowers along waste places, and teach vines to cover barren heaps.
Henry Ward BeecherYou are not called to be a canary in a cage. You are called to be an eagle, and to fly sun to sun, over continents.
Henry Ward BeecherGod washes the eyes by tears until they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more. O love! O affliction! ye are the guides that show us the way through the great airy space where our loved ones walked; and, as hounds easily follow the scent before the dew be risen, so God teaches us, while yet our sorrow is wet, to follow on and find our dear ones in heaven.
Henry Ward Beecher