We regard God as an airman regards his parachute; it's there for emergencies but he hopes he'll never have to use it.

God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world

There are no accidents. God's just trying to remain anonymous.

Though our feelings come and go, God’s love for us does not.

We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.

I seemed to hear God saying, "Put down your gun and we'll talk.