After all, I’d rather have the love of God sealed in my heart than all the gifts there is in the Bible. That’s right. I thought of that here a few nights ago. My little girl called me, and I told her…She wanted me to come home to her. She loves me, oh, my. And so I—I…She’s…I told her I sent her a little doll. But she didn’t want the doll. She said, “I want you, daddy, not your doll.” See, she wants me. Well, that’s the way I think about Jesus. I love His gifts and things to help His people, but I want Jesus. The love of God, sealed in your heart, pressed in until all the world’s pressed out and you see nothing but the Lord, to love Him. And as you love one another, you love the Lord. If you don’t love one another, you can’t love the Lord. He said so. That’s right. And God can’t move into you.

The Works That I Do Bear Witness of Me, 1951-04-13, Phoenix, AZ, §22