The Gospel is nothing less than laughter and joy.

This is the mystery of the riches of divine grace for sinners; for by a wonderful exchange our sins are now not ours but Christ's, and Christ's righteousness is not Christ's but ours.

If the earth is fit for laughter then surely heaven is filled with it. Heaven is the birthplace of laughter.

The winds are nothing else but good or bad spirits. Hark! how the Devil is puffing and blowing.

In a mouse we admire God's creation and craft work. The same may be said about flies.

All of a Christian's life is one of repentance.

The devil flees before the sound of music almost as much as before the Word of God.