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

When the Lord's white sheep become dirty gray, all black sheep feel more comfortable.

God knows His own. It is well that He does, for sometimes it would be difficult for us to determine who are His!

If the fire of hell is not literal, it is worse than actual fire, and if the gates of the Celestial City are not actual gold, they are far finer.

People used to blush when they were ashamed. Now they are ashamed if they blush. Modesty has disappeared and a brazen generation with no fear of God before its eyes mocks at sin. We are so fond of being called tolerant and broadminded that we wink at sin when we ought to weep.

We are not going to move this world by criticism of it nor conformity to it, but by the combustion within it of lives ignited by the Spirit of God.

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