“We must practice living to the glory of God, actually and determinedly. By meditation upon this truth, by talking it over with God often in our prayers, by recalling it to our minds frequently as we move about among men, a sense of its wondrous meaning will begin to take hold of us.”
― The Pursuit of God
― The Pursuit of God
“Hector looked unconvinced. “Does your job make you rich?”
“Nah, but it does make me happy, and I think that’s more important.”
― The Lost Ticket
“Nah, but it does make me happy, and I think that’s more important.”
― The Lost Ticket
“The terrible thing, the almost impossible thing, is to hand over your whole self—all your wishes and precautions—to Christ. But it is far easier than what we are all trying to do instead. For what we are trying to do is to remain what we call ‘ourselves’, to keep personal happiness as our great aim in life, and yet at the same time be ‘good’. We are all trying to let our mind and heart go their own way—centred on money or pleasure or ambition—and hoping, in spite of this, to behave honestly and chastely and humbly. And that is exactly what Christ warned us you could not do. As He said, a thistle cannot produce figs. If I am a field that contains nothing but grass-seed, I cannot produce wheat. Cutting the grass may keep it short: but I shall still produce grass and no wheat. If I want to produce wheat, the change must go deeper than the surface. I must be ploughed up and re-sown.”
― Mere Christianity
― Mere Christianity
“Paul’s sewing of tents was not equal to his writing of an Epistle to the Romans, but both were accepted of God and both were true acts of worship. Certainly it is more important to lead a soul to Christ than to plant a garden, but the planting of the garden can be as holy an act as the winning of a soul.”
― The Pursuit of God
― The Pursuit of God
“I miss all our most ordinary things. Breakfast on the veranda. Weeds in the flower beds.”
She takes a breath, then answers:
“I miss the dawn. The way it stamped its feet at the end of the water, increasingly frustrated and impatient, until there was no more holding back the sun. The way it sparkled right across the lake, reached the stones by the jetty and came onto land, it’s warm hands in our garden, pouring gentle light into our house, letting us kick off the covers and start the day. I miss you then, darling sleepy you. Miss you there.”
“We lived an extraordinarily ordinary life.”
“An ordinarily extraordinary life.”
She laughs. Old eyes, new sunlight, and he still remembers how it felt to fall in love. The rain hasn’t arrived yet.
They dance on the shortcut until darkness falls.”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
She takes a breath, then answers:
“I miss the dawn. The way it stamped its feet at the end of the water, increasingly frustrated and impatient, until there was no more holding back the sun. The way it sparkled right across the lake, reached the stones by the jetty and came onto land, it’s warm hands in our garden, pouring gentle light into our house, letting us kick off the covers and start the day. I miss you then, darling sleepy you. Miss you there.”
“We lived an extraordinarily ordinary life.”
“An ordinarily extraordinary life.”
She laughs. Old eyes, new sunlight, and he still remembers how it felt to fall in love. The rain hasn’t arrived yet.
They dance on the shortcut until darkness falls.”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
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