John 13:37, " Peter said to him, “Lord, why can I not follow you now? I will lay down my life for you.” When God brings a blank space into our lives, we should take care that we do not fill it in, but wait. The blank space may be appointed either to teach sanctification or to teach what service means after sanctification. Running before God's guidance is a dangerous thing.
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O Love that will not let me go I rest my weary soul in thee I give thee back the life I owe That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be O Light that foll’west all my way I yield my flick’ring torch to thee My heart restores its borrowed ray That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day May brighter, fairer be I have seen Elliot quote this hymn several times in different books, so it has become a favorite of mine. I came across it again recently while reading. I decided to look up the author and story behind it. This is what I found: At age 20 George Matheson (1842-1906) was engaged to be married but began going blind. When he broke the news to his fiancée, she decided she could not go through life with a blind husband. She left him. Before losing his sight, he had written two books of theology and some feel that if he had retained his sight he could have been the greatest leader of the church of Scotland in his day. ...
Strange Ashes
I just finished Elisabeth Elliot's account of her first year to serve overseas as a Bible translator in Ecuador. In the book,"These Strange Ashes", she tells of her big, gloomy thatched house in San Miguel with its adventure of memories-"the births, deaths, struggles, failures, losses, and common, ordinary missionary life when she accomplished nothing visible or tangible, when she often wasted time and wished she were elsewhere and allowed her thoughts to go off in all directions except where they belonged. The familiar became stuff of dreams, and the stuff of former dreams- the jungle, Indians, thatched roofs, campfires, a strange unwritten tongue- became familiar." She went to give the Colorado Indians a written language. Near the end of accomplishing six or seven months of work, the man who had helped Elizabeth with her work(the only man able in fact) was murdered and latter all her work stolen from the top of a bus. ALL gone. Why, Lord? He giv...