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

What good are Greek, commentaries, insight, gift, and all the rest, if there is no heart for Christ?

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

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

God, I pray Thee, light these idle sticks of my life and may I burn for Thee. Consume my life, my God, for it is Thine. I seek not a long life, but a full one, like you, Lord Jesus.

Most laws condemn the soul and pronounce sentence. The result of the law of my God is perfect. It condemns but forgives. It restores - more than abundantly - what it takes away.

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