Humility Is The Light Of Understanding.

He That Lives In Sin And Looks For Happiness Hereafter Is Likehimthat Soweth Cockleand Thinkstofill Hisbarnwith Wheat Or Barley.

If My Life Is Fruitless, It Doesn't Matter Who Praises Me, And If My Life Is Fruitful, It Doesn't Matter Who Criticizes Me.

Faith Receiveth The Promise, Embraceth It, And Comforteth The Soul Unspeakably With It. Faith Is So Great An Artist In Arguing And Reasoning With The Soul, That It Will Bring Over The Hardest Heart That It Hath To Deal With. It Will Bring To My Remembrance At Once, Both My Vileness Against God, And His Goodness Towards Me; It Will Show Me, That Though I Deserve Not To Breathe In The Air, Yet That God Will Have Me An Heir Of Glory.

There Is A Warning Here For True Pilgrims. Beware Of The Talker, But Also Be Careful Not To Judge Too Quickly Those Whom God Has Blessed With Both Genuine Grace And A Fluency To Speak Of Divine Mercy In Ways More Eloquent Than Others. The Proof Is In The Life-not A Perfect Life, But A Life That Both Delights In Divine Truth And Magnifies God, The Only Giver Of The Sovereign Grace That Always Produces The Truly Fruitful, Fragrant Life.

A Sensible Thanksgiving For Mercies Received Is A Mighty Prayer In The Spirit Of God. It Prevails With Him Unspeakably.