I Have Often Thought That

He That Comes To Christ Cannot, It Is True, Always Get On As Fast As He Would. Poor Coming Soul, Thou Art Like The Man That Would Ride Full Gallop Whose Horse Will Hardly Trot. Now The Desire Of His Mind Is Not To Be Judged Of By The Slow Pace Of The Dull Jade He Rides On, But By The Hitching And Kicking And Spurring As He Sits On His Back. Thy Flesh Is Like This Dull Jade, It Will Not Gallop After Christ, It Will Be Backward Though Thy Soul And Heaven Lie At Stake.

To Pray Rightly, You Must Make God Your Hope, Stay, And All. Right Prayer Sees Nothing Substantial Or Worth Being Concerned About Except God.

To Seek Yourself In This World Is To Be Lost; And To Be Humble Is To Be Exalted.

It Is The Opener Of The Heart Of God, And A Means By Which The Soul, Though Empty, Is Filled.

Words Easy To Be Understood Do Often Hit The Mark, When High And Learned Ones Do Only Pierce The Air.