It's hard to steer a parked car.

Ah, how many Marahs have been sweetened by a simple, satisfying glimpse of the Tree and the Love which underwent its worst confict there. Yes, the Cross is the tree that sweetens the waters. 'Love never faileth.

I do not know how to make a man think seriously about sin and judgment, and must look to the work of the Holy Spirit for any hint of such a working.

Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living.

God deliver me from the dread asbestos of “other things.” Saturate me with the oil of the Spirit that I may be aflame.

If we are the sheep of His pasture, remember that sheep are headed for the altar.

He is no fool who parts with that which he cannot keep, when he is sure to be recompensed with that which he cannot lose.