The will of God is sweet tonight, altogether ‘good and acceptable and perfect.’ The considerate love of the Lord Jesus for us seems such a kind thing now. I know it has always been so, but somehow I didn’t see how wise it was when it didn’t seem kind… Remind me of this when I cannot regard His love as considerate some time.

Eternity shall be at once a great eye-opener and a great mouth-shutter.

When it comes time to die, make sure that all you have to do is die.

Oh, the fullness, pleasure, sheer excitement of knowing God on Earth! I care not if I never raise my voice again for Him, if only I may love Him, please Him. Mayhap in mercy He shall give me a host of children that I may lead them through the vast star fields to explore His delicacies whose finger ends set them to burning. But if not, if only I may see Him, touch His garments, smile into His eyes - ah then, not stars nor children shall matter, only Himself.

Grieve not, then, if your sons seem to desert you, but rejoice, rather, seeing the will of God done gladly.

It's hard to steer a parked car.

Missionaries are very human folks, simply a bunch of nobodies trying to exalt somebody.