God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him.
To work with God's happiness bubbling in the soul is to carry a portable paradise within you wherever you go.
I still feel the need of some imperishable bliss.
I expect to retire to a fine-grained heaven where the temperatures are always consistent, where the images slide before one's eyes in a continual cascade of form and meaning.
How exquisitely human was the wish for permanent happiness, and how thin human imagination became trying to achieve it.
And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history—money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery—the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.
My soul has learned yet more fully than ever, this day, that there is no satisfaction to be found in earthly things-God alone can give rest to my spirit.
To possess is past the instant; we achieve the joy, immortality contented, were anomaly.
There is only One Being who can satisfy the last aching abyss of the human heart, and that is the Lord Jesus Christ.
And whether this happiness lasted a hundred seconds or ten minutes, it was so far removed from time that it resembled every other genuine happiness as completely as one fluttering blue lycaenid butterfly resembles another.
