"The fruit of the Spirit is not push, drive, climb, grasp and trample.
Life is more than a climb to the top of the heap."
-Richard J. Foster
"No one can get Joy by merely asking for it. It is one of the ripest
fruits of the Christian life, and, like all fruits, must be grown."
-Henry Drummond
"A born-again person ought to possess unspeakable peace in the spirit."
-Watchman Nee
"Assurance is the fruit that grows out of the root of faith."
-Stephen Charnock
"Do not be lazy. Run each day's race with all your might, so
that at the end you will receive the victory wreath from God.
Keep on running even when you have had a fall. The victory
wreath is won by him who does not stay down, but always
gets up again, grasps the banner of faith and keeps on running
in the assurance that Jesus is Victor."
-Basilea Schlink
"Faith, and hope, and patience and all the strong, beautiful,
vital forces of piety are withered and dead in a prayerless life.
The life of the individual believer, his personal salvation, and
personal Christian graces have their being, bloom, and
fruitage in prayer."
-E.M. Bounds
"Then God saw everything that He had made, and indeed it was very good. GENESIS 1:31
Set your gaze toward heaven. Your eyes will behold My glory. I have brought you through the testing time, and My heart rejoices over you.
You see but a part of the picture, but I see the design in its completion. You cannot know what is in My mind and what I am creating with the materials of your life. Only yield yourself into My hands. You need not make your own plans, for I am in control, and you would bring disaster by interference, just as the untrained use of the brush by a helpful child would ruin the canvas of the master artist.
So rest your soul, knowing that I have been at work in ways you have least suspected; for the picture in your thinking and the work I was engaged in were entirely different. I make no idle strokes. What I do is never haphazard. I am never merely mixing colors out of casual curiosity. My every move is one of vital creativity, and every stroke is part of the whole. Never be dismayed by apparent incongruity. Never be alarmed by a sudden dash of color seemingly out of context. Say only to your questioning heart, “It is the Infinite wielding His brush; I know He does all things well.” And in all that I do with a free hand, without interference, I can stand back and view the work and say, “It is good.”
- Frances Roberts
You see but a part of the picture, but I see the design in its completion. You cannot know what is in My mind and what I am creating with the materials of your life. Only yield yourself into My hands. You need not make your own plans, for I am in control, and you would bring disaster by interference, just as the untrained use of the brush by a helpful child would ruin the canvas of the master artist.
So rest your soul, knowing that I have been at work in ways you have least suspected; for the picture in your thinking and the work I was engaged in were entirely different. I make no idle strokes. What I do is never haphazard. I am never merely mixing colors out of casual curiosity. My every move is one of vital creativity, and every stroke is part of the whole. Never be dismayed by apparent incongruity. Never be alarmed by a sudden dash of color seemingly out of context. Say only to your questioning heart, “It is the Infinite wielding His brush; I know He does all things well.” And in all that I do with a free hand, without interference, I can stand back and view the work and say, “It is good.”
- Frances Roberts