We have one crystal clear reason apart from the blessed happiness of this way of life. It is this: prayer is the core of our day. Take prayer out, and the day would collapse, would be pithless, a straw blown in the wind. But how can you pray--really pray, I mean--with one against who you have a grudge or whom you have been discussing critically with another? Try it. You will find it cannot be done.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés prayer gossip christian-living
He said "Love...as I have loved you." We cannot love too much.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés love christian-living
to the glory of His name let me witness that in far away lands, in loneliness (deepest sometimes when it seems least so), in times of downheartedness and tiredness and sadness, always always He is near. He does comfort, if we let Him. Perhaps someone as weak and good-for-nothing as even I am may read this. Don't be afraid! Through all circumstances, outside, inside, He can keep me close.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés sadness loneliness christian-living
Hereby perceive we the love of God, because He laid down His life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brethren." How often I think of that 'ought.' No sugary sentiment there. Just the stern, glorious trumpet call, OUGHT. But can words tell the joy buried deep within? Mine cannot. It laughs at words.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés sacrifice christian-living
The mere telling of how a need was met is often like telling of a need, which is asking crookedly instead of straight out. But this much I will say--with every fresh need has come a fresh supply.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés providence christian-living
All life's training is just exactly what is needed for the true Life-work, still out of view but far away from none of us. Don't grudge me the learning of a new lesson.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés life-lessons christian-living
Oh, will you pray? Stop now and pray, lest desire turn to feeling and feeling evaporate.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés prayer christian-living
If Thy dear home be fuller, Lord,
For that a little emptier
My house on earth, what rich rewards
That guerdon were.
Mots clés death christian-living
O Thou who art my quietness, my deep repose,
My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill,
Fair is Thy pavilion, where I hold me still.
Back let them fall from me, my clamorous foes,
Confusions multiplied;
From crowding things of sense I flee, and Thee I hide.
Until this tyranny be overpast,
Thy hand will hold me fast;
What though the tumult of the storm increase,
Grant to Thy servant strength, O Lord, and bless with peace.
Mots clés peace christian-living
There is only one way of victory over the bitterness and rage that comes naturally to us--To will what God wills brings peace.
Amy CarmichaelMots clés bitterness god-s-will
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