Quotemeal for Sunday, September 4, 1955

"To be forged upon the anvil of God's purpose, to be at once His hammer, His tongs, and His molten iron; to hear words that rend the heart, see visions that pierce the chest; to be emptied like an urn, again and again and again until one desires only rest, only an end to the refilling — and to know one cannnot live without the refilling. To be given words that one dare not speak, and to feel those words churning and boiling in the belly until one must speak them aloud, or die. To be despised, soon or late, by everyone except Adonai — and to desire it so, while hating it. This is to be a prophet."

— Thom Lemmons

More Quotemeal

"If there is one characteristic more than others that contemporary public worship needs to recapture it is this awe before the surpassingly great and gracious..."

— Henry Sloane Coffin —

"This is the true nature of home - it is the place of peace; the shelter, not only from injury, but from all terror, doubt and division."

— John Ruskin —

"The next time you find yourself alone in a dark alley facing the undeniables of life, don't cover them with a blanket, or ignore them with a nervous grin. Don't..."

— Max Lucado —