“I AM a little weary of my life— Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the blood Too slowly laves the coral shores of thought, Or I am weary of weariness and strife. Open my soul-gates to thy living flood; I ask not larger heart-throbs, vigour-fraught, I pray thy presence, with strong patience rife.” ~George MacDonald
Month: December 2017
Into The Childhood
The winter is the childhood of the year. Into this childhood of the year came the child Jesus; and into this childhood of the year must we all descend. It is as if God spoke to each of us according to our need. My son, my daughter, you are growing old and cunning; you must … Continue reading Into The Childhood
Beth-el
Too eager I must not be to understand. How should the work the master goes about Fit the vague sketch my compasses have planned? I am his house—for him to go in and out. He builds me now—and if I cannot see At any time what he is doing with me, 'Tis that he makes … Continue reading Beth-el
Evening Hymn
O God, whose daylight leadeth down Into the sunless way, Who with restoring sleep doest crown The labour of the day! What I have done, Lord, make it clean With thy forgiveness dear; That so today what might have been, Tomorrow may appear. And when my thought is all astray, Yet think thou on in … Continue reading Evening Hymn
A Perfect Faith
"Suddenly Gibbie, in the midst of his astonishment and awful delight, noted the path of the new stream, and from his knowledge of the face of the mountain, perceived that its course was direct for the cottage. Down the hill he shot after it, as if it were a wild beast that his fault had … Continue reading A Perfect Faith
Wandering Ghosts
“She sometimes wished she were good; but there are thousands of wandering ghosts who would be good if they might without taking the trouble. The kind of goodness they desire would not be worth a life to hold it.” —George MacDonald, What's Mine's Mine
Wild and Utterly Unexplained
"THIS world is not to be justified as it is justified by the mechanical optimists; it is not to be justified as the best of all possible worlds. Its merit is not that it is orderly and explicable; its merit is that it is wild and utterly unexplained. Its merit is precisely that none of … Continue reading Wild and Utterly Unexplained
Personal Figures
"THE personal is not a mere figure for the impersonal; rather the impersonal is a clumsy term for something more personal than common personality. God is not a symbol of goodness. Goodness is a symbol of God." ~G.K. Chesterton: "William Blake.' http://bit.ly/1P9eQPn
In That Fashion
"Most people calling themselves Christians think that somehow or other they shall be able to scramble into heaven and keep out of hell. There is no religion in that, that is only prudential care of themselves. I do not blame it, but I do not praise it. I do not call that salvation, even if … Continue reading In That Fashion
Up or Down
There are two ways of growing. You may be growing up, or you may be growing down; and if you are doing both at once, then you are growing crooked. There are people who are growing up in understanding, but down in goodness. It is a beautiful fact, however, that you can't grow up in … Continue reading Up or Down
Following A Star 