Thursday

A Chance to Die

The prayer of Jeremy Taylor was always Amy Carmichael's:

Lord, do Thou turn me all into love,
and all my love into obedience,
and let my obedience be without interruption.

Amy Carmichael
Thous shalt have words,
But at this cost, that thous must first be burned,
Burned by red embers from a secret fire,
Scorched by fierce heats and withering winds that sweep,
Through all thy being, carrying thee afar
From old delights. Doth not the ardent fire
Consume the mountain's heart before the flow
of fervent lava? Wouldst thou easefully,
As from coll, pleasant fountains, flow in fire?

"This sacred work demands not lukewarm,selfish slack souls, but hearts more finely tempered than steel,wills purer and harder than diamond"
Pere Didon

“The roads are rugged, the precipices are steep; there may be a feeling of dizziness on the heights, gusts of wind, peals of thunder, nights of awful gloom- Fear them not. There are also joys of the sunlight, flowers such as are not on the plain, the purest of air, restful nooks, and the stars smile thence like the eyes of God.”

~Pere Didon- Spiritual Letters~

“The purer the aim, the more vehement the opposition, human and spiritual.”
~ Amy Carmichael~

“There is so much sadness in the world, so many heartaches, so many tears fall, it is rather wonderful to be away for a little while in a tearless world, left just as God made it…these elemental things seem to carry one back to the beginnings, the fundamentals, the things that cannot be shaken, ancient verities of God.”
~ Amy Carmichael~

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