If you hug to yourself any resentment against anybody else, you destroy the bridge by which God would come to you.

You are leaving port under sealed orders and in a troubled period. You cannot know whither you are going or what you are to do. But why not take the Pilot on board who knows the nature of your sealed orders from the outset, and who will shape your entire voyage accordingly? He knows the shoals and the sand banks, the rocks and the reefs, He will steer you safely into that celestial harbor where your anchor will be cast for eternity. Let His almighty nail-pierced hands hold the wheel, and you will be safe.

Give according to your income lest God make your income according to your giving.

God will not permit any troubles to come upon us, unless He has a specific plan by which great blessing can come out of the difficulty.

If you hug to yourself any resentment against anybody else, you destroy the bridge by which God would come to you.

The choice before us is plain: Christ or chaos, conviction or compromise, discipline or disintegration.

If God does not enter your kitchen, there is something wrong with your kitchen. If you can't take God into your recreation, there is something wrong with your play. We all believe in the God of the heroic. What we need most these days is the God of the humdrum, the commonplace, the everyday.