If you don't feel strong desires for the manifestation of the glory of God, it is not because you have drunk deeply and are satisfied. It is because you have nibbled so long at the table of the world. Your soul is stuffed with small things, and there is no room for the great.

Books don't change people; paragraphs do, Sometimes even sentences.

If you want to be a conduit for God's grace, you don't have to be lined with gold. Copper will do.

The Christian life becomes impossible. That is, it becomes supernatural.

Do we eagerly long for the coming of Christ? Or do we want him to wait while our love affair with the world runs its course? That is the question that tests the authenticity of faith.

Humble us, O God, under your mighty hand, and let us rise, not as professionals, but as witnesses and partakers of the sufferings of Christ.

Not going to God because your faith is weak is like not going to the doctor because you feel sick.