Chuck Smith

When the knowledge of God doesn’t exist anymore there is no truth or mercy. God’s Word is our only reliable source of truth and God’s love is the only source of true mercy. We are now living in a day in which the knowledge of God is being suppressed there’s an organized effort to remove the consciousness of God from our national life. The result is and will increasingly be less truth and mercy. Deception is on the increase and heavy cruel treatment of others is running rampant.

Glen Argan

Focusing on God in the present moment is an antidote to self-pity and despair. It gives one clearer vision, courage and energy in the face of life’s troubles. Such an approach helps one to avoid even the smallest tension, anger and bitterness. Attention to God’s presence dissolves them. I can help others because I am not focused on myself.

Steve Sawyer

Life is like a dot on a line that runs for eternity in both directions. Whatever is happening on that dot seems huge, whether it is AIDS, cirrhosis, getting bad grades or being lonely. But when you step back and recognize you don’t have just that dot, you have the whole line, [then] everything in that dot – AIDS, whatever, may seem horrible, but it’s not. It’s just a snap in a life of eternity.

Blaise Pascal

What reason have they for saying that we cannot rise from the dead? What is more difficult, to be born or to rise again; that what has never been should be, or that what has been should be again? Is it more difficult to come into existence than to return to it? Habit makes the one appear easy to us; want of habit makes the other impossible. A popular way of thinking!

Henry Clay (H. C.) Trumbull

We can say, “Blessed is night, for it reveals to us the stars.” In the same way we can say, “Blessed is sorrow, for it reveals God’s comfort.” The floods washed away home and mill, all the poor man had in the world. But as he stood on the scene of his loss, after the water had subsided, broken-hearted and discouraged, he saw something shining in the bank which the waters had washed bare. “It looks like gold,” he said. It was gold. The flood which bad beggared him made him rich. So it is ofttimes in life.