Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.
There is no pit so deep, that God’s love is not deeper still.
Trying to do the Lord’s work in your own strength is the most confusing, exhausting, and tedious of all work. But when you are filled with the Holy Spirit, then the ministry of Jesus just flows out of you.
It is not my ability, but my response to God’s ability, that counts.
“Dear Jesus…how foolish of me to have called for human help when You are here.”
If you look at the world, you’ll be distressed. If you look within, you’ll be depressed. If you look at God you’ll be at rest.
Hold everything in your hands lightly, otherwise it hurts when God pries your fingers open.
Don’t bother to give God instructions; just report for duty.
You can never learn that Christ is all you need, until Christ is all you have.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.
Worry is like racing the engine of an automobile without letting in the clutch.
Worry is like a rocking chair-it keeps you moving but doesn’t get you anywhere.
Is prayer your steering wheel or your spare tire?
Any concern too small to be turned into a prayer is too small to be made into a burden.
Don’t pray when you feel like it. Have an appointment with the Lord and keep it. A man is powerful on his knees.
When a Christian shuns fellowship with other Christians, the devil smiles. When he stops studying the Bible, the devil laughs. When he stops praying, the devil shouts for joy.
Be united with other Christians. A wall with loose bricks is not good. The bricks must be cemented together.
When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don’t throw away the ticket and jump off. You sit still and trust the engineer.
Faith is like radar that sees through the fog-the reality of things at a distance that the human eye cannot see.
“And so seated next to my father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked, “Father, what is sexsin?”
He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case off the floor and set it on the floor.
Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?” he said.
I stood up and tugged at it. It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.
It’s too heavy,” I said.
Yes,” he said, “and it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It’s the same way, Corrie, with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger, you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you.” Corrie Ten Boom, The Hiding Place
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