“Today, Jesus stands ready to hear your cry and to answer prayer for you. He is interested in every detail of your life. He knows you better than you know yourself.”

A little knowledge and an over-abundance of zeal always tends to be harmful. In the area involving religious truths, it can be disastrous.

The only limit to the power of Almighty God lies within you & me.

Great sea captains are made in rough waters and deep seas.

God does not patch up the old life, or make certain repairs on the old life; He gives a new life, through the new birth.

Any truth, no matter how valid, if emphasized to the exclusion of other truths of equal importance, is practical error.

Living with faith and courage is something that life requires of each of us. Never, absolutely never, give up! Never give in no matter what! Fight it through! And I promise you something with all of my heart-God will help you.

The greatest human attainment in all the world is for a life to be so surrendered to Him that the name of God Almighty will be glorified through that life.

God is not looking for gold vessels or silver vessels. He is looking for willing vessels

Faith is that quality or power by which the things desired become the things possessed.

When Jesus died on the cross and cried out, ‘It is finished!’ He not only died for our sins, but for our diseases too.

I surrendered unto Him all there was of me; everything! Then for the first time I realized what it meant to have real power.

Wherever you find real love, you will also find humility. Remember something: humility is not a weak and timid quality. Too often we feel that humility is a sign of weakness. This is not so. It is the sign of strength and security.

Whether life grinds a man down or polishes him depends on what he’s made of.

The Heavenly Father does not ask for golden vessels. He does not ask for silver vessels. God asks for yielded vessels.

Heaven has not learned of my arrival, and my departure will not in the least diminish it beauty and grandeur. I will sleep underground, for us ephemeral mortals, the only eternity is the moment and drinking to the moment is better than weeping for it.

Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.

When you are so full of sorrow that you can’t walk, can’t cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after the rain. When the daylight exhausts you, when you hope a final night will cover the world, think about the awakening of a young child.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

There must be a remedy even for such a crying evil as this [abortion]. But where shall it be found, at least where begin, if not in the complete enfranchisement and elevation of women?

And ain’t I a woman? I have borne thirteen children, and seen most all sold off to slavery, and when I cried out with my mother’s grief, none but Jesus heard me! And ain’t I a woman?

Too often government responds to the whispers of lobbyists before the cries of the people.

I once cried because I had no shoes to play soccer, but one day, I met a man who had no feet.