They lose nothing who gain Christ.— Samuel Rutherford
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Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.
Believe God's love and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your rock is Christ, and it is not the rock that ebbs and flows but the sea.
O my Lord Jesus Christ, if I could be in heaven without Thee, it would be hell;
and if I could be in hell, and have Thee still, it would be heaven to me, for Thou are all the heaven I want.
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.
I have been benefited by praying for others;
for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.
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.
In our fluctuations of feelings, it is well to remember that Jesus admits no change in His affections; your heart is not the compass Jesus saileth by.
Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction.
The great Master Gardener, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, in a wonderful providence, with his own hand, planted me here, where by his grace, in this part of his vineyard, I grow; and here I will abide till the great Master of the vineyard think fit to transplant me.
The secret formula of the saints: When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.
Grace grows best in winter.
Ye have lost a child--nay, she is not lost to you, who is found to Christ;
she is not sent away, but only sent before; like unto a star, which going out of our sight, doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere.
Set not your heart upon the world, since God hath not made it your portion.
If Christ Jesus be the periode, the end and the lodging-home at the end of your journey, there is no fear ye go to a friend . . . ye may look death in the face with joy.
My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.
If so be that freewill were our tutor, and we had our heaven in our own keeping, then we would lose all. But because we have Christ for our tutor, and He has our heaven in His hand, therefore the covenant it must be perpetual.
I urge you a nearer communion with Christ, and a growing communion.
There are curtains to be opened in Christ that we have never seen before... Therefore dig deep, and sweat, and labor. Take pains for Him, and set aside as much time as you can in each day for Him.
You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed.
When the supreme magistrate will not execute the judgment of the Lord, those who made him supreme magistrate, under God, who have under God, sovereighn liberty to dispose of crowns and kingdoms, are to execute the judgment of the Lord, when wicked men make the law of God of none effect.
After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. And after every storm, there comes clear, open skies.
Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy
When I look to my guiltiness, I see that my salvation is one of our Saviour's greatest miracles, either in heaven or earth.
I wonder many times that ever a child of God should have a sad heart, considering what their Lord is preparing for them.
Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.
How soon would faith freeze without a cross!
Praise God for the hammer, the file, and the furnace.
The hammer molds us, the file sharpens us, and the fire tempers us.
Since He looked upon me my heart is not my own. He hath runaway to heaven with it.
Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation.
See that you buy the field where the Pearl is;
sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.
We are as near to heaven as we are far from self, and far from the love of a sinful world.
The weightiest end of the cross of Christ that is laid upon you, lieth upon your strong Savior.
There is no sweeter fellowship with Christ than to bring our wounds and our sores to him.
The good Husbandman may pluck His rose & gather in His lily.
Let us be faithful and care for our own part, which is to do and suffer for Him, and lay Christ's part on Himself, and leave it there; duties are ours, events are the Lord's.
It is in some respect greater love in Jesus to sanctify than to justify, for He maketh us most like Himself, in His own essential portraiture and image in sanctifying us.
When the race is ended, and the play is either won or lost, and ye are in the utmost circle and border of time, and shall put your foot within the march of eternity, all the good things of your short nightdream shall seem to you like ashes of a blaze of thorns or straw.
No created powers can mar our Lord Jesus' music, nor spill our song of joy.
Let us then be glad and rejoice in the salvation of our Lord
Be not cast down. If ye saw Him who is standing on the shore, holding out His arms to welcome you to land, ye would wade, not only through a sea of wrongs, but through hell itself to be with Him.
You shall by faith sustain yourself and comfort yourself in your Lord, and be strong in His power; for you are in the beaten and common way to heaven, when you are under our Lord's crosses. You have reason to rejoice in it, more than in a crown of gold; and rejoice and be glad to bear the reproaches of Christ.
I hang by a thread, but it is (if I may so speak) of Christ's spinning
Of all created comforts, God is the lender; you are the borrower, not the owner.
Desires going before conversion are not such as can calm a storming conscience.
No pen, no words, no image can express to you the loveliness of my only, only Lord Jesus.
Welcome, welcome, cross of Christ, if Christ be with it.
My Lord Jesus has fully recompensed my sadness with his joys, my losses with his own presence. I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with Christ's joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself.
The hope of heaven under troubles is like wind and sails to the soul.
But the way to overcome is by patience, forgiving and praying for your enemies, in doing whereof you heap coals upon their heads, and your Lord shall open a door to you in your trouble: wait upon Him, as the night watch waiteth for the morning. He will not tarry. Go up to your watch-tower, and come not down, but by prayer, and faith, and hope, wait on.
I assure you by the Lord, your adversaries shall get no advantage against you, except you sin, and offend your Lord, in your sufferings.