By Henry Drummond
To make Cities—that is what we are here for. To make good Cities—that is for the present hour the main work of Christianity. For the City is strategic.
Love is Patience. This is the normal attitude of Love—Love passive, Love waiting to begin; not in a hurry; calm; ready to do its work when the summons comes, but meantime wearing the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit.
How many things we permit ourselves on the theory that life is great, would be most emphatically wrong on the theory that time was also great!
When one attempts to sanctify himself by effort, he is trying to make his boat go by pushing against the mast. He is like a drowning man trying to lift himself out of the water by pulling at the hair of his own head.
Reflect the character of Christ and you will become like Christ.
As he grows in grace, he grows in isolation. He feels that God is detaching his life from all around it.
The tendency of the religions of all time has been to care more for religion than for humanity; Christ cared more for humanity than for religion—rather His care for humanity was the chief expression of His religion.
God is our Father, but God is our Judge. When we know that, our sin takes on a darker colouring entirely.
Love is greater than faith, because the end is greater than the means.
We are guilty for our past lives. We may be sorry for the past. But it is not enough that we are sorry.
Love begets love. It is a process of induction.
A Christian must be different from other people. Time has not changed the essential difference between the spirit of the world and the spirit of Christ.
To be beside oneself for Christ’s sake is to be beside Christ, which is man’s chief end for time and eternity.
It is hard for a man to forget pictures which have been hanging in the galleries of his imagination all his life.
Sanctity is in character and not in moods; Divinity in our own plain calm humanity, and in no mystic rapture of the soul.
There is something in every man’s life which he needs saving from, something which would spoil his life and run off with it.
There is no middle way in religion—self or Christ. The quality of the selfishness—intellectual, literary, artistic—the fact that our self’s centre may be of a superior order of self, does nothing to destroy this grave distinction.
To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love for ever is to live for ever.
It is God looking into the sinner’s face that has introduced a Christian element into human sorrow.
He was not indifferent to observances, but the practices of the people bulked in His thoughts before the practices of the Church.
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