“We are the Bibles the world is reading; We are the creeds the world is needing; We are the sermons the world is heeding.”

The cross shows us the seriousness of our sin-but it also shows us the immeasurable love of God.

The thing that kept Christ on that cross was love, not the nail.

The very practice of reading [the Bible] will have a purifying effect upon your mind and heart. Let nothing take the place of this daily exercise.

Success in God’s eyes is faithfulness to His calling.

If we have no mercy toward others, that is one proof that we have never experienced God’s mercy.

My home is in Heaven. I’m just traveling through this world.

When we come to Christ, we’re no longer the most important person in the world to us; Christ is. Instead of living only for ourselves, we have a higher goal: to live for Jesus.

Someday a loving Hand will be laid upon our shoulder and this brief message will be given: “Come home.

We hurt people by being too busy. Too busy to notice their needs. Too busy to drop that note of comfort or encouragement or assurance of love. Too busy to listen when someone needs to talk. Too busy to care.

Faith grows when it is planted in the fertile soil of God’s Word.

The number one problem in our world is alienation, rich versus poor, black versus white, labor versus management, conservative versus liberal, East versus West, But Christ came to bring about reconciliation and peace.

Prayer shouldn’t be casual or sporadic, dictated only by the needs of the moment. Prayer should be as much a part of our lives as breathing.

Christ alone can bring lasting peace – peace with God – peace among men and nations – and peace within our hearts.

I am convinced the greatest act of love we can ever perform for people is to tell them about God’s love for them in Christ.

Prayers have no boundaries. They can leap miles and continents and be translated instantly into any language.

Life is just a schoolroom with a glorious opportunity to prepare us for eternity.

Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.

What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.

The needs for safety, belonging, love relations and for respect can be satisfied only by other people, i.e. only from outside the person.

We travel great distances to find ourselves when we need to only look within.

Common sense needs to be more common.

I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.

There is one other book, that can teach you everything you need to know about life, it’s The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, but that’s not enough anymore.

No, said the priest, you don’t need to accept everything as true, you only have to accept it as necessary. Depressing view, said K. The lie made into the rule of the world.