We must be ready, not only to suffer ourselves, but to allow those we love to have the privilege of suffering too. 

There are times when we get to the end of our own willing.  What utter rest and joy it is…

Walk with God;  walk before God;  walk in fellowship with God. 

Let us take off our shoes from off our feet in His burning presence that He may search and purge us, and prepare us for His service.

What does it matter what we do not know, when we do know this?

We sing, ‘When I survey the wondrous cross’.  How much do we ‘survey’?  How real is it to us?  Those wounds, how much do they truly mean to us?

…And in all these things are the life of the spirit, life that holds in it the seed of life for others.

One night I was greatly tempted because I felt so helpless.  There was nothing I could do to protect you, and the burden was heavy.  Suddenly it was as if a voice said, ‘Leave it to Me, child, leave it to Me’.

 ‘In your temptations run to the promises:  they may be our Lord’s branches hanging over the water, that our Lord’s silly half-drowned children may take a grip of them.’  And those boughs never break.