Be on guard, my soul, of complicating your environment so that you have neither time nor room for growth!

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.

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.

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

Children are arrows in a quiver, and they are to be trained as missionaries and shot at the Devil.

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.

Wherever you are - be all there.