Christ Has No Velvet Crosses.

There Is No Sweeter Fellowship With Christ Than To Bring Our Wounds And Our Sores To Him.

Let Us Be Faithful And Care For Our Own Part, Which Is To Do And Suffer For Him, And Lay Christ's Part On Himself, And Leave It There; Duties Are Ours, Events Are The Lord's.

I Know You Are In Grief And Heaviness; And If It Were Not So, You Might Be Afraid, Because Then Your Way Would Not Be So Like The Way That Our Lord Saith Leadeth To The New Jerusalem. Sure I Am, If You Knew What Were Before You, Or If You Saw Some Glances Of It, You Would, With Gladness, Swim Through The Present Floods Of Sorrow, Spreading Forth Your Arms Out Of Desire To Be At Land.

See That You Buy The Field Where The Pearl Is; Sell All, And Make A Purchase Of Salvation. Think It Not Easy: For It Is A Steep Ascent To Eternal Glory: Many Are Lying Dead By The Way, Slain With Security.

How Soon Would Faith Freeze Without A Cross!