Mercy Should Make Us Ashamed, Wrath Afraid

The Possessions God Allows Us To Have Are Intended For Our Use, Not Our Enjoyment. Trying To Squeeze Something Out Of Them That Was Never In Them In The First Place Is A Futile Endeavor. A Cow's Udders, Gently Pressed, Will Yield Sweet Milk, Nourishing And Refreshing. Applying More And More Pressure Will Not Produce Greater Quantities Of Milk. We Lose The Good Of Material Things By Expecting Too Much From Them. Those Who Try Hardest To Please Themselves With Earthly Goods Find The Least Satisfaction In Them.

Nothing Is More Contrary To A Heavenly Hope Than An Earthly Heart.

Hope Fills The Afflicted Soul With Such Inward Joy And Consolation, That It Can Laugh While Tears Are In The Eye, Sigh And Sing All In A Breath; It Is Called "the Rejoicing Of Hope" (hebrews 3:6).

Christ Is The Door That Opens Into God's Presence And Lets The Soul Into His Very Bosom, Faith Is The Key That Unlocks The Door; But The Spirit Is He That Makes This Key.

What Is Jordan That I Should Wash In It? What Is The Preaching That I Should Attend On It, While I Hear Nothing But What I Knew Before? What Are These Beggarly Elements Of Water, Bread, And Wine? Are Not These The Reasonings Of A Soul That Forgets Who Appoints The Means Of Grace?