We busy ourselves in trifles ... and think our time ill-spent in the contemplating and celebrating that wherein God has busied himself.
Study is like a winter sun that shines but does not warm, but meditation is like blowing up the fire, where we do not mind the blaze but the heat.
I pray that in this extended time of social distancing we might have a time of spiritual nearing. Affliction refines the affections.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way… — Isaiah 53:6 Little by little as time goes on, many of us do not believe that the standards established by God are relative to our age. We discard His directions for […]