Christ is most concerned with the direction in which you habitually are going and not with a spasmodic eruption either good or bad.

No amount of facts in his head can compensate for the lack of fire on his lips.

Salvation is a helmet, not a nightcap.

The devil will let a preacher prepare a sermon if it will keep him from preparing himself.

Nobody in pulpit or pew needs a revival more than a bitter-spirited fundamentalist with his dispensations right and his disposition wrong.

I remember when the Titanic sank in 1912, it was the ship that was supposed to be unsinkable. The only thing it ever did was sink. When it took off from England, all kinds of passengers were aboard - millionaires, celebrities, people of moderate means, and poor folks down in the steerage. But a few hours later when they put the list in the Cunard office in New York, it carried only two categories - lost and saved. Grim tragedy had leveled all distinctions.

We may never be martyrs but we can die to self, to sin, to the world, to our plans and ambitions. That is the significance of baptism; we died with Christ and rose to new life.