We need to take down our "Do not disturb" signs... snap out of our stupor and come out of our coma and awake from our apathy.

We justify ourselves when we should judge ourselves. If we learned humility, it might spare us the humiliation.

The preacher who jests and jokes with his people all week will soon find that he cannot stand in his pulpit on Sunday with power to reprove, rebuke and exhort. He may be the life of the party but it will be the death of the prophet.

People get so used to the dark that they think it is growing brighter.

Too much preaching nowadays pats the back and tickles the ear, but does not get under the skin. There is no conviction and therefore no conversion. I am thinking not only of the ministry of reproof and rebuke but also of the message of inspiration, of encouragement, of comfort. People go out of church at noon with the depths unstirred, the heart untouched, the conscience unpricked.

The church is so subnormal that if it ever got back to the New Testament normal it would seem to people to be abnormal.

The gospel is for lifeboats, not showboats, and a man must make up his mind which boat he is going to operate.