Unwillingness to accept God's 'way of escape' from temptation frightens me - what a rebel yet resides within.

So many missionaries, intent on doing something, forget that His main work is to make something of them.

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

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.

Dreams are tawdry when compared with the leading of God, and not worthy of the aura of wonder we usually surround them with. God only doeth wonders. He does nothing else. His hand can work nothing less.

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.

For my generation I must have the oracles of God in fresh terms.