We Trample The Blood Of

The Inattentive, Slovenly Way We Drift Into The Presence Of God Is An Indication That We Are Not Bothering To Think About Him. Whenever Our Lord Spoke Of Prayer, He Said, "ask." It Is Impossible To Ask If You Do Not Concentrate.

We Trample The Blood Of The Son Of God Underfoot If We Think We Are Forgiven Because We Are Sorry For Our Sins.

Our Prayers Are Heard, Not Because We Are In Earnest, Not Because We Suffer, But Because Jesus Suffered.

We Are Apt To Think That Everything That Happens To Us Is To Be Turned Into Useful Teaching; It Is To Be Turned Into Something Better Than Teaching, Into Character. We Shall Find That The Spheres God Brings Us Into Are Not Meant To Teach Us Something But To Make Us Something.

If You Have Become Bitter And Sour, It Is Because When God Gave You A Blessing You Hoarded It. Yet If You Had Poured It Out To Him, You Would Have Been The Sweetest Person On Earth. If You Are Always Keeping Blessings To Yourself And Never Learning To Pour Out Anything “to The Lord,” Other People Will Never Have Their Vision Of God Expanded Through You.