Jesus did not say - Make converts to your way of thinking, but look after My sheep, see that they get nourished in the knowledge of Me.

We count as service what we do in the way of Christian work; Jesus Christ calls service what we are to Him, not what we do for Him.

Discipleship is based on devotion to Jesus Christ, not on adherence to a belief or a creed.

"If any man come to Me and hate not . . . , he cannot be My disciple."

There is no argument and no compulsion, but simply - If you would be My disciple, you must be devoted to Me.

A man touched by the Spirit of God suddenly says - "Now I see Who Jesus is," and that is the source of devotion.

To-day we have substituted credal belief for personal belief, and that is why so many are devoted to causes and so few devoted to Jesus Christ.

People do not want to be devoted to Jesus, but only to the cause He started.

Jesus Christ is a source of deep offence to the educated mind of to-day that does not want Him in any other way than as a Comrade.

Our Lord's first obedience was to the will of His Father, not to the needs of men; the saving of men was the natural outcome of His obedience to the Father.

If I am devoted to the cause of humanity only, I will soon be exhausted and come to the place where my love will falter; but if I love Jesus Christ personally and passionately, I can serve humanity though men treat me as a door-mat.

The secret of a disciple's life is devotion to Jesus Christ, and the characteristic of the life is its unobtrusiveness.

It is like a corn of wheat, which falls into the ground and dies, but presently it will spring up and alter the whole landscape (John 12:24).

When I have sadly misunderstood Him? (John 10:17.) It is possible to know all about doctrine and yet not know Jesus. The soul is in danger when knowledge of doctrine outsteps intimate touch with Jesus. Why was Mary weeping? Doctrine was no more to Mary than the grass under her feet. Any Pharisee could have made a fool of Mary doctrinally, but one thing they could not ridicule out of her was the fact that Jesus had cast seven demons out of her; yet His blessings were nothing in comparison to Himself. Mary "saw Jesus standing and knew not that it was Jesus . . ;" immediately she heard the voice, she knew she had a past history with the One who spoke. "Master!"

When I have stubbornly doubted? (John 10:27.) Have I been doubting something about Jesus - an experience to which others testify but which I have not had? The other disciples told Thomas that they had seen Jesus, but Thomas doubted - "Except I shal see . . , I wil not believe." Thomas needed the personal touch of Jesus. When His touches come, or how they come, we do not know; but when they do come they are indescribably precious. "My Lord and my God!"

When I have selfishly denied Him? (John 21:15-17.) Peter had denied Jesus Christ with oaths and curses, and yet after the Resurrection Jesus appeared to Peter alone. He restored him in private, then He restored him before the others. "Lord, Thou knowest that I love Thee."

Have I a personal history with Jesus Christ? The one sign of discipleship is intimate connection with Him, a knowledge of Jesus Christ which nothing can shake.

Mary wanted it to be known that this act of hers was done for Him exclusively. Just for Him, without thought of self, or anything else. Martha was serving, but it was not exclusively for Him. It might be in His honor, but it was done for others also. Simon might entertain, but others were included in the entertainment also. What Mary did was for Him alone.

“When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman?” (Matthew 26:10 KJV). Jesus understood!

Jesus said to Peter: “Lovest thou Me?” Peter replied: “Thou knowest that I love Thee.” Jesus said to him: “Feed my sheep for Me. . . . Feed my lambs” (John 21:15–17 KJV).

“Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you” (Exodus 2:9).

Under an Eastern sky Amid a rabble cry A Man went forth to die For me—for me.

Thorn-crowned His blessed Head, Bloodstained His every tread, To Calvary He was led For me—for me.

Pierced were His Hands, His Feet, Three hours o’er Him did beat Fierce rays of noonday heat, For me—for me.

Since Thou wast made all mine, Lord, make me wholly Thine. Grant strength and grace Divine For me—for me.

Thy will to do, Oh, lead In thought and word and deed My heart, e’en though it bleed, To Thee—to Thee.

For me! “For Him! For Him!” the man cries as he planes his boards, sells his goods, adds his figures, or writes his letters. “For Him! For Him!” sings the woman as she plies her needle, makes her bed, cooks her food, or dusts her house.

All day long the hand is outstretched to touch the invisible Christ, and at night the work done is brought to Him for His benediction.