Salt seasons, purifies, preserves. But somebody ought to remind us that salt also irritates. Real living Christianity rubs this world the wrong way.

A preacher should have the mind of a scholar, the heart of a child, and the hide of a rhinoceros. His problem is how to toughen his hide without hardening his heart.

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

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

There is great need today for the New Testament prophet who speaks to edification, exhortation, and comfort, a strengthening, stirring and soothing ministry.

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

Taking it easy is often the prelude to backsliding. Comfort precedes collapse.