When the race is ended, and the play is either won or lost, and ye are in the utmost circle and border of time, and shall put your foot within the march of eternity, all the good things of your short nightdream shall seem to you like ashes of a blaze of thorns or straw.

The weightiest end of the cross of Christ that is laid upon you, lieth upon your strong Savior.

It is comfort to the believer that all things are possible.

Believe God's love and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your rock is Christ, and it is not the rock that ebbs and flows but the sea.

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.

Faith's speculations to the worst and hardest, in point of resolution, are sweet.

Grace will ever speak for itself and be fruitful in well-doing; the sanctified, cross is a fruitful tree.