Ninety-five percent of our wool is going to China.

Singleness, simplicity, is required of me. One treasure, a single eye, and a sole Master!

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.

That saint who advances on his knees never retreats.

Rest in this - it is His business to lead, command, impel, send, call... It is your business to obey, follow, move, respond.

Forgive me for being so ordinary while claiming to know so extraordinary a God.

We are so utterly ordinary, so commonplace, while we profess to know a Power the Twentieth Century does not reckon with.... Oh that God would make us dangerous!