Let us keep to Christ, and cling to Him, and hang on Him, so that no power can remove us.
If you cling to an experience that cannot accommodate change, this can cause you to become a victim of that change. He who worships the past will remain there.
A right heart leans on Christ, hangs on Christ, builds on Christ and cleaves to Christ.
If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.
Love is the essence of life; love touches all of our work. Love never leaves us. It clings to us, and we cling to it.
He tries to peel the image from the sticky yellow backing, to show her the next time he sees her, but it clings stubbornly, refusing to detach cleanly from the past.
Everyone cleaves to the doctrine he has happened upon, as to a rock against which he has been thrown by tempest.
Whatever we can’t hold, we hang on a hook that will hold it.
Let me hold on to this the way it was, before I knew anything else.
