Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.

O my Lord Jesus Christ, if I could be in heaven without Thee, it would be hell; and if I could be in hell, and have Thee still, it would be heaven to me, for Thou are all the heaven I want.

I live no more, but Christ liveth in me!

Build your nest in no tree here...for the Lord of the forest has condemned the whole woods to be demolished.

Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.

In our fluctuations of feelings, it is well to remember that Jesus admits no change in His affections; your heart is not the compass Jesus saileth by.

My dear brother, let God make of you what He will, He will end all with consolation, and shall make glory out of your suffering.