“Knowing we will be with Christ forever far outweighs our burdens today! Keep your eyes on eternity!”

The Christian life is not a constant high. I have my moments of deep discouragement. I have to go to God in prayer with tears in my eyes, and say, ‘O God, forgive me,’ or ‘Help me.’

God does not call us to be successful, but to be obedient.

I’ve read the last page of the Bible. It’s all going to turn out all right.

Becoming a Christian is the work of a moment; being a Christian is the work of a lifetime.

Even if we may not always understand why God allows certain things to happen to us, we can know He is able to bring good out of evil, and triumph out of suffering.

You can’t control the length of your life. You can control the depth

The way we live often speaks far louder than our words.

Mountaintops are for views and inspiration, but fruit is grown in the valleys.

All around you are people whose lives are filled with trouble and sorrow, and they need your compassion and encouragement.

God will never send anybody to hell. If man goes to hell, he goes by his own free choice.

Someday your life will be over, no matter how much attention you give to your health. Will you look back with regret, because you nourished your body but starved your soul?

Learn to commit every situation to God, and trust Him for the outcome. God’s love for you never changes, no matter what problems you face or how unsettled life becomes.

No matter who you are or what your life has been like so far, the rest of your life’s journey can be different. With God’s help you can begin again.

We should ask ourselves three questions before we speak: Is it true? Is it kind? Does it glorify Christ?

It is the Holy Spirit’s job to convict, God’s job to judge and my job to love.

Joy cannot be pursued. It comes from within. It is a state of being. It does not depend on circumstances, but triumphs over circumstances. It produces a gentleness of spirit and a magnetic personality.

May the eyes of cowards never sleep.

The great moments of life are but moments like the others. Your doom is spoken in a word or two. A single look from the eyes; a mere pressure of the hand, may decide it; or of the lips though they cannot speak.

The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!

I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.

It was as though our love were a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death: I had to shut my eyes and wring its neck.

Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.

A wonder lasts but nine days, and then the puppy’s eyes are open.

For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.