Quotemeal for Tuesday, September 4, 2007

"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

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— John Bunyan —

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"Back of the loaf is the snowy flour,|And back of the flour is the mill;|And back of the mill is the wheat, and the shower|And the sun, and the Father's will."

— Maltbie D. Babcock —