Blessed is that Christian who can accept at the start by simple faith that which others reach only through years of questioning and reach it only then because they give up trying to analyze it and decide to accept it.

I would just as soon listen to a gangster lecture on honesty as watch Hollywood portray the Bible.

I have often been reminded of the wild duck that came down on migration into a barnyard and liked it so well that he stayed there. In the fall his erstwhile companions passed overhead and his first impulse was to rise and join them, but he had fed too well and could rise no higher than the eaves of the barn. The day came when his old fellow travelers could pass overhead without his even hearing their call. I have seen men and women who once mounted up with wings like eagles but are now content to live in the barnyard of this world.

God is on the lookout today for a man who will be quiet enough to get a message from Him, brave enough to preach it, and honest enough to live it.

The tragedy of today is that the situation is desperate but the saints are not.

We are not to be isolated but insulated, moving in the midst of evil but untouched by it.

Some preachers ought to put more fire into their sermons or more sermons into the fire.