Fight for us, O God, that we not drift numb and blind and foolish into vain and empty excitements. Life is too short, too precious, too painful to waste on worldly bubbles that burst. Heaven is too great, hell is too horrible, eternity is too long that we should putter around on the porch of eternity.

To see Him and know Him and be in His presence is the soul’s final feast. Beyond this there is no quest. Words fail. We call it pleasure, joy, delight. But these are weak pointers to the unspeakable experience.

I do not aim to be immediately practical but eternally helpful.

The presence of hope in the invincible sovereignty of God drives out fear.

God in eternity looked upon me forseeing my faultness, my pride, my sin and said 'I want that man in my family, i will pay for him to be in my family with my son's life. That's Love folks. That is mega off the charts love!!!

I've always wondered, am I a writer who preaches or a preacher who writes? I don't know. I love them both.

The ultimate aim of the gospel is the display of God’s glory.