“In God’s sight we do not fall: in our own we do not stand.”

Here saw I a great oneing betwixt Christ and us, to mine understanding: for when He was in pain, we were in pain.

If any such lover be in earth which is continually kept from falling, I know it not: for it was not shewed me. But this was shewed: that in falling and in rising we are ever preciously kept in one Love.

But for failing love on our part, therefore is all our travail.

We are in God and God whom we do not see is in us.

The age of every man shall be acknowledged before him in Heaven, and every man shall be rewarded for his willing service and for his time.

Love was without beginning, is, and shall be without ending.

The Elements of Prayer|Its ground: God, by whose goodness it springeth in us. |Its use: to turn our will to His will. |Its end: to be made one with Him and like to Him in all things.

He willeth to be perceived; and His appearing shall be swiftly sudden; and He willeth to be trusted. For He is full gracious and homely: Blessed may He be!

He [Jesus] did not say, ‘You will never have a rough passage, you will never be over-strained, you will never feel uncomfortable,’ but he did say, ‘You will never be overcome.

My, how busy we become when we lose sight of how God loves us.

The Lord looks on his servants with pity and not with blame. In God’s sight we do not fall; in our sight, we do not stand. Both of these are true, but the deeper insight belongs to God.

For we are so preciously loved by God that we cannot even comprehend it.

Our natural Will is to have God, and the Good Will of God is to have us; and we may never cease from willing nor from longing till we have Him in fullness of joy: and then may we no more desire.

God willeth to be seen and to be sought: to be abided and to be trusted.

The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love.

As we know, our own mother bore us only into pain and dying. But our true mother, Jesus, who is all love, bears us into joy and endless living. Blessed may he be.

In the rise and fall of all that is let me be your moon, your sun.

Poems are nothing more than raindrops on a page falling from an open soul, staining the page one shade darker, and opening the one closed passage between me and you.

I should have known when I started to fall in love, It was never meant to last long.

Your departure was like trusting the process of seasons. I never knew i’d bloom again after a terrible fall.

You drown not by falling in a river, but by staying submerged in it.

Kissing you from the neck down to… and kissing you is perilous because there is no end to you and I am scared I will never stop falling if I let myself fall in love with you.

No one knows when one may fall in love with someone.

If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.