We can tell much by what we have already willing discarded along the pathway of discipleship. It is the only pathway where littering is permissible, even encouraged. In the early stages, the debris left behind includes the grosser sins of commission. Later debris differs; things begin to be discarded which have caused the misuse or underuse of our time and talent.

God’s grace will cover us like a cloak-enough to provide for survival but too thin to keep out all the cold.

I know sanctification comes not with any particular calling, but with genuine acts of service, often for which there is no specific calling.

There are certain mortal moments and minutes that matter. Certain hingepoints in the history of each human. Some seconds are so decisive they shrink the soul, while others are spent, so as to stretch the soul.

Though we have rightly applauded our ancestors for their spiritual achievements ... those of us who prevail today will have done no small thing.

We are in bondage to that which overcomes us. See also 2 Peter 2:19.

The imperfections of others never release us from the need to work on our own shortcomings.