Christ's vast benevolence must, from the very nature of things, have afforded Him the deepest possible delight, for benevolence is joy.
Down deep in His innermost soul Christ carried an inexhaustible treasury of refined and heavenly joy.
Jesus does not suffer so as to exclude your suffering. He bears a cross, not that you may escape it, but that you may endure it.
If we cannot row, we can steer. We need a rod to point out the way as much as a staff to support us in it.
Past experiences are doubtful food for Christians, a present coming to Christ alone can give us joy and comfort.
Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.
