“You never so touch the ocean of God’s love as when you forgive and love your enemies.”

God has plans, not problems for our lives. The life of a Christian is an education for a higher service. God is training you for something.

There are no ‘if’s’ in God’s world. And no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety – let us pray that we may always know it!

Is prayer your steering wheel or your spare tire?

Faith sees the invisible, believes the unbelievable, and receives the impossible.

It is not my ability, but my response to God’s ability, that counts.

The tree on the mountain takes whatever the weather brings. If it has any choice at all, it is in putting down roots as deeply as possible.”—Each New Day

Don’t hold onto anything so tightly that Jesus can’t take it from you.

A religion that is small enough for our understanding would not be big enough for our needs.

You can never learn that Christ is all you need, until Christ is all you have.

When we are powerless to do a thing, it is a great joy that we can come and step inside the ability of Jesus.

This is what the past is for! Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives is the perfect preparation for the future that only He can see.

Although the threads of my life have often seemed knotted, I know, by faith, that on the other side of the embroidery there is a crown.

Forgiveness is setting the prisoner free, only to find out that the prisoner was me.

When you want to work for God start a committee. When you want to work with God start a prayer group

The measure of a life, after all, is not its duration, but its donation.

Let God’s promises shine on your problems.

Some people are nobody’s enemies but their own.

Be of one mind and one faith, that you may conquer your enemies and lead long and happy lives.

Our strategy is to destroy the enemy from within, to conquer him through himself.

Despite all expectations, the time of my last campaign and of my passing is near. I wish to die at home. Let not my end disarm you, and on no account weep for me, lest the enemy be warned of my death.

Man’s greatest joy is to slay his enemy, plunder his riches, ride his steeds, see the tears of his loved ones and embrace his women.

The pleasure and joy of man lies in treading down the rebel and conquering the enemy, in tearing him up by the root, in taking from him all that he has.

The greatest happiness is to vanquish your enemies, to chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth, to see those dear to them bathed in tears, to clasp to your bosom their wives and daughters.

Yes. He is quite a good fellow – nobody’s enemy but his own.