Consecration

May 14, 2012

I am recklessly pursuing the high calling of being like Jesus. This is my truest joy and highest passion. To be lost in Him is my soul’s desire!

– Ben Zornes –

May 13, 2012

A cheap Christianity, without a cross, will prove in the end a useless Christianity, without a crown.

– JC Ryle –

May 11, 2012

Christ Jesus is my life! (Colossians 3:4)
Would you stubbornly, purposefully, emphatically, and aggressively live like this today with me?

– Jeremiah Bolich –

May 10, 2012

All professing Christians should examine themselves and try their own state. It is not those outside the churches where the dead are to be found; there are only too many inside our churches, and close to our pulpits—too many on the benches, and too many in the pews. The land is like the valley in Ezekiel’s vision, “full of bones, very many, and very dry.” (Ezek. 37:2) There are dead souls in all our parishes, and dead souls in all our streets. There is hardly a family in which all live to God; there is hardly a house in which there is not someone dead. Oh, let us all search and look at home! Let us prove our own selves. Are we alive or dead?

– JC Ryle –

May 7, 2012

Anyone can do the possible; add a bit of courage and zeal and some may do the phenomenal; only Christians are obliged to do the impossible.

– AW Tozer –
from Warfare of the Spirit, page 12

May 6, 2012

Real gold fears no fire!

– Randy Alcorn –
from his book Safely Home

May 5, 2012

Apart from Me you can do nothing!

– Jesus –

May 4, 2012

If I am to love the Lord my God with ALL my mind, there will not be room in it for carnality, for pride, for anxiety, for the love of myself. How can the mind be filled with the love of the Lord and have space left over for things like that?

– Elisabeth Elliot –
in Discipline: The Glad Surrender (page 74)

May 2, 2012

I realized that my life was to be one of simple, childlike faith, and that my part was to trust, not to do. I was to trust in Him and He would work in me to do His good pleasure. From that time my life was different.

– C.T. Studd –