Adam tried to hide behind the trees in the garden. There is only one tree that can hide us from Him and that is the tree of the cross.

Self, service, substance is the Divine order and nothing counts until we give ourselves.

If they had a social gospel in the days of the prodigal son, somebody would have given him a bed and a sandwich and he never would have gone home.

Too many church services start at eleven sharp and end at twelve dull.

What we live is what we believe. Everything else is just so much religious talk.

We are suffering today from a species of Christianity as dry as dust, as cold as ice, as pale as a corpse, and as dead as King Tut. We are suffering not from a lack of correct heads but of consumed hearts.

To build character of purpose and integrity is our high mark, and that cannot be done in a world where there are no adverse elements.