Friday, September 25, 2015
My Goal is God Himself
My Goal is God himself, not joy nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
'Tis His to lead me there, not mine but His –
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
'Tis His to lead me there, not mine but His –
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.
So faith bounds forward to its goal in God
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.
No matter if the way be sometimes dark;
No matter though cost to be often times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the Mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be straight.
No matter though cost to be often times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the Mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be straight.
One thing I know I cannot say Him nay;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God, my glory here from day to day,
And in the glory there my Great Reward.
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God, my glory here from day to day,
And in the glory there my Great Reward.
Friday, September 11, 2015
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We're afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire, 1880-1918
“We can't. We're afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire, 1880-1918
Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear. ~Ambrose Redmoon
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
T. S. Eliot
T. S. Eliot
Monday, May 21, 2012
With a Heart Full of Courage
To them who by patient continuance in well-doing, seek for glory and honor and immortality, eternal life. ~ Romans 2:7
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us.
~ Hebrews 12:1
Thus would I press on to the glory,
A knight in the army of God,
Whose march will be onward and forward,
Because of the foes on the road.
Before me the guerdon Thou givest,
My glorious eternal reward,
And with me Thy peace and Thy wisdom,
Because of the Cross of the Lord.
~ Henry Suso
If He calls you to a kind of service which is according to His will but not according to your taste, you must not go to it with less, rather with more courage and energy than if your taste coincided with His will. The less of self and self-will there is in anything we do, the better. You must not amuse yourself with going from side to side, when duty calls you straight on; nor make difficulties, when the real thing is to get over them. Let your heart be full of courage, and then say, "I shall succeed. Not I, but the grace of God which is with me."
~ Francis De Sales
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us.
~ Hebrews 12:1
Thus would I press on to the glory,
A knight in the army of God,
Whose march will be onward and forward,
Because of the foes on the road.
Before me the guerdon Thou givest,
My glorious eternal reward,
And with me Thy peace and Thy wisdom,
Because of the Cross of the Lord.
~ Henry Suso
If He calls you to a kind of service which is according to His will but not according to your taste, you must not go to it with less, rather with more courage and energy than if your taste coincided with His will. The less of self and self-will there is in anything we do, the better. You must not amuse yourself with going from side to side, when duty calls you straight on; nor make difficulties, when the real thing is to get over them. Let your heart be full of courage, and then say, "I shall succeed. Not I, but the grace of God which is with me."
~ Francis De Sales
Friday, May 4, 2012
Save Me in Spite of Myself
Accustom yourself to commune with God, not with thoughts deliberately formed to be expressed at a certain time, but with the feelings with which your heart is filled. If you enjoy His presence, and feel drawn by the attraction of His love, tell Him that you delight in Him, that you are happy in loving Him, and that He is very good to inspire so much affection in a heart so unworthy of His love. But what shall you say in seasons of dryness, coldness, weariness? Still say what you have in your heart. Tell God that you no longer find His love within you, that you feel a terrible void, that He wearies you, that His presence does not move you. Say to Him, "O God, look upon my ingratitude, my inconstancy, my unfaithfulness. Take my heart, for I cannot give it; and when Thou hast it, oh, keep it, for I cannot keep it for Thee; and save me in spite of myself."
~ Francois De La Mothe Fenelon
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