We Have An Idea That God Is

The Sympathy Which Is Reverent With What It Cannot Understand Is Worth Its Weight In Gold.

There Is A Call To Spiritual Perseverance. A Call Not To Hang On And Do Nothing, But To Work Deliberately, Knowing With Certainty That God Will Never Be Defeated.

We Preach To Men As If They Were Conscious They Were Dying Sinners, They Are Not; They Are Having A Good Time.

All Heaven Is Interested In The Cross Of Christ, All Hell Terribly Afraid Of It, While Men Are The Only Beings Who More Or Less Ignore Its Meaning.

Our Yesterdays Present Irreparable Things To Us; It Is True That We Have Lost Opportunities Which Will Never Return, But God Can Transform This Destructive Anxiety Into A Constructive Thoughtfulness For The Future. Let The Past Sleep, But Let It Sleep On The Bosom Of Christ. Leave The Irreparable Past In His Hands, And Step Out Into The Irresistible Future With Him.