Feast of the Holy Cross Does not every man feel, that there is corruption enough within him to drive him to the commission of the greatest enormities, and eternally to destroy his soul? |
I have never thought that the circumstance of God's having forgiven me was any reason why I should forgive myself. |
No man can in any measure resemble the scripture saints. |
Our calling is not primarily to be holy women, but to work for God and for others with Him. |
Our holiness is an effect, not a cause; so long as our eyes are on our own personal whiteness as an end in itself, the thing breaks down. |
The sigh, the groan of a broken heart, will soon go through the ceiling up to heaven, aye, into the very bosom of God. |
The tender heart, the broken and contrite spirit, are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears. |
You often feel that your prayers scarcely reach the ceiling; but, oh, get into this humble spirit by considering how good the Lord is, and how evil you all are, and then prayer will mount on wings of faith to heaven. |