“Let us be satisfied to be but strangers and pilgrims here in a strange land; looking and longing for the time when He will say to us, “Arise, My love, My fair one, and come away!” We do not know how soon our journey may terminate. Let us be ready; our lamps trimmed, and brightly burning.
I am fully persuaded that formality is the bane of spiritual religion; religion of form without power; of possession, without recognition; satisfied with the performance of a duty, without the sweet enjoyment of a privilege…
How sweet is close, confidential communion with Jesus! How fully we can then unveil all our hearts to Him; disclosing every secret; making known every need; and bringing our hidden enemies, our corruptions, to Him, that He might slay them before our eyes!“
— Mary Winslow