''The grace of God,'' says Luther, ''is like a flying summer shower.'' It has fallen upon more than one land, and passed on. Judea had it, and lies barren and dry. These Asiatic coasts had it, and flung it away. |
All that this world knows of living lies in giving - and more giving; He that keeps, be sure he loses -Friendship grows by what it uses. |
Death is but a passage. It is not a house, it is only a vestibule. The grave has a door on its inner side. |
Every life has dark tracts and long stretches of somber tint, and no representation is true to fact which dips its pencil only in light, and flings no shadows on the canvas. |
If you would win the world, melt it, do not hammer it. |
In heaven after ''ages of ages'' of growing glory, we shall have to say, as each new wave of the shoreless, sunlit sea bears us onward, ''It doth not yet appear what we shall be.'' |
In making our decisions, we must use the brains that God has given us. But we must also use our hearts which He also gave us. A man who has not learned to say, ''No'' --who is not resolved that he will take God's way, in spite of every dog that can bay or bark at him, in spite of every silvery choice that woos him aside--will be a weak and a wretched man till he dies. |
Love is the only fire that is hot enough to melt the iron obstinacy of a creatures' will |
Man's course begins in a garden, but it ends in a city. |
Our blunders mostly come from letting our wishes interpret our duties |
Seek to cultivate a buoyant, joyous sense of the crowded kindnesses of God in your daily life. |
We believe that the history of the world is but the history of His influence and that the center of the whole universe is the cross of Calvary. |