Worry is the antithesis of trust. You simply cannot do both. They are mutually exclusive.

The believer alone will be able to hear the call. It comes from beyond ourselves, beyond our society, beyond the climate of opinion and prejudice and rebellion and skepticism in which we live, and...

​A quiet heart is content with what God gives. It is enough. All is grace. Elisabeth Elliot

The ways of the world exalt themselves against God. They sometimes look rational and appealing to the most ernest disciple but Christ says to us then what He said to His disciples long ago, when many...

Lord, where there are interruption, it seems that the disposal of the time I had planned so well have slipped out of my hands. Help me then to remember that it has not slipped out of Yours. In Your...

Out of suffering comes holiness- in these forms: comfort, consolation, the fellowship of Christ's suffering, salvation, strength, fortitude, endurance. This is what is meant by redemptive suffering....

Many deaths must go into us reaching that measure, many letting go's.

I must teach you to long for something better...For my uncontrollable longings for this man, Lord --- Your strength.

Men like mystery. They don't want to be told everything woman are thinking.

Thanksgiving is a spiritual exercise, necessary to the building of a healthy soul. It takes us out of the stuffiness of ourselves into the fresh breeze and sunlight of the will of God.

It's only in the cross that we can begin to harmonize this seeming contradiction between suffering and love.

There is, in fact, no redemptive work done anywhere without suffering.

And I've come to see that it's through the deepest suffering that God has taught me the deepest lessons. And if we'll trust Him for it, we can come through to the unshakable assurance that He's in...

God is God. If He is God, He is worthy of my worship and my service. I will find rest nowhere but in His will, and that will is infinitely, immeasurably, unspeakably beyond my largest notions of what...

If he had loved her he would have pursued her.

All the Scriptural metaphors about the death of the seed that falls into the ground, about losing one's life, about becoming the least in the kingdom, about the world's passing away-all these go on to...

A few clear pronouncements on one side and a few honest questions on the other had, in a matter of minutes, shown me that life was not going to be as simple, ever again, as I had thought.

To love means to open ourselves to suffering. Shall we shut our doors to love, then and 'be safe'? That's the only alternative, really. But locking ourselves up and never facing another person won't...