Set no time to the Lord the creator of time, for His time is always best.

Howbeit your faith seeth but the black side of providence, yet it hath a better side, and God shall let you see it. ... “For we know that all things work together for good to them that love God,” ergo, shipwreck, losses, &c., work together for the good of them that love God: hence I infer, that losses, disappointments, ill tongues, loss of friends, houses, or country, are God's workmen, set on work to work out good to you, out of everything that befalleth you.

The hope of heaven under troubles is like wind and sails to the soul.

It is impossible to be submissive and religiously patient, if ye stay your thoughts down among the confused rollings and wheels of second causes, as, O, the place! O, the time! O, if this had been, this had not followed! O, the linking of this accident with this time and place! Look up to the master motion and the first wheel.

You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.

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

My dear friend, venture to take the wind on your face for Christ.