Today I am one day nearer Home than ever before.
Another thing I liked about my Dad at church: he did his sleeping at home. He never used the church as an adult nursery.
If you can't pray as you want to, pray as you can. God knows what you mean.
The tragedy of today is that the situation is desperate but the saints are not.
God judges what we tolerate as well as what we practice. Too often we put up with things we ought to put out.
Nobody in pulpit or pew needs a revival more than a bitter-spirited fundamentalist with his dispensations right and his disposition wrong.