I see grace growth best in winter - Samuel Rutherford

I pray God that I may never find my will again. Oh, that Christ would subject my will to His, and trample it under His feet.

Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.

In our fluctuations of feeling, it is well to remember that Jesus admits no change in His affections; your heart is not the compass Jesus saileth by.