Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven. By these tendrils we clasp it and climb thitherward. And why do we think that we are separated from them? We never half knew them, nor in this world could.
Henry Ward BeecherI never know how to worship until I know how to love; and to love I must have something that I can put my arms around, โ something that, touching my heart, shall leave not the chill of ice, but the warmth of summer.
Henry Ward BeecherPrayer is often an argument of laziness: "Lord, my temper gives me a vast deal of inconvenience, and it would be a great task for me to correct it; and wilt thou be pleased to correct it for me, that I may get along easier?" If prayer was answered under such circumstances, independent of action of natural laws, it would be paying a premium on indolence.
Henry Ward Beecher