Grace Grows Best In Winter.

Our Little Time Of Suffering Is Not Worthy Of Our First Night's Welcome Home To Heaven.

I Wonder Many Times That Ever A Child Of God Should Have A Sad Heart, Considering What Their Lord Is Preparing For Them.

You Will Not Be Carried To Heaven Lying At Ease Upon A Feather Bed.

They Lose Nothing Who Gain Christ.

The Night Will Close The Door & Fasten My Anchor Within The Veil And I Shall Go Away To Sleep.