Some prayers are followed by silence because they are wrong, others because they are bigger than we can understand.

In times of prosperity we are apt to forget God; we imagine it does not matter whether we recognise Him or not. As long as we are comfortably clothed and fed and looked after, our civilisation becomes an elaborate means of ignoring God.

People pour themselves into their own doctrines, and God has to blast them out of their preconceived ideas before they can become devoted to Jesus Christ.

The disciple is rich not in possessions, but in personal identity.

We are built for the valley, for the ordinary stuff we are in, and that is where we have to prove our mettle.

There is no need to get to a place of prayer; pray wherever you are.

Fretting springs from a determination to get our own way.