Civilization today reminds me of an ape with a blowtorch playing in a room full of dynamite. It looks like the monkeys are about to operate the zoo, and the inmates are taking over the asylum.

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.

It is not our business to make the message acceptable, but to make it available. We are not to see that they like it, but that they get it.

Our Lord holds the keys to the doors of Christian service. You don't have to chase 'key men' around if you know the Keeper of the keys!

Most of the notable turn out to be the not-able. God's greatest truths still belong to babes.

It is debatable which is causing us more harm - hot-headed ignorance or cold-hearted intellectualism.

Because the Lord loves us He chastens and rebukes us. Modern sentimentality has reduced God to a tolerant indulgent grandfatherly being who winks at our transgressions.