I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.

We are as near to heaven as we are far from self, and far from the love of a sinful world.

You will not get to steal quietly into heaven, into Christ's company, without a conflict and a cross. I find crosses to be Christ's carved work that he marks out for us and that with crosses he portraits us to his own image, cutting away pieces of our ill and corruption. Lord cut - Lord carve - Lord wound - Lord do anything that may perfect thy Father's image in us and make us ready for glory.

Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation.

Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.

Christ and His cross are not separable in this life, howbeit Christ and His cross part at heaven's door, for there is no house-room for crosses in heaven. One tear, one sigh, one sad heart, one fear, one loss, one thought of trouble cannot find lodging there.

Grace grows best in winter.