— William Grunall
(Source: accordswith)
— William Grunall
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— Octavius Winslow
(Source: accordswith)
The more the soul dwells upon any sinful plot, the more estrangement there is from God; because the happiness of the soul consists in cleaving to God the fountain of all good. The more deliberation any man takes in sinning, the more his soul is pleased with wickedness. A heart long exercised in…
Prayer is the vital breath of the Christian; not the thing that makes him alive, but the evidence that he is alive.
Oswald Chambers
(Source: thatsrightwepray)
— Spurgeon (via accordswith)
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You’ll see God in the leaves and in the dew drops of water. You’ll see what he’s been trying to show all along. Stand in awe and praise His name for every wonder.
— Octavius Wi nslow (via accordswith)
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You can’t admit hopelessness. This is why you lie, when someone asks how you are doing, because this is your sin, to have no hope, and if you confess it they will try to fix you, they will try to get you to manufacture it before their eyes, because no one knows how to grieve with anyone any more, raised as we are in a fix-things-up culture. This is why you lie and say that things are okay, or hard but passable, or peachy damned keen. You are not supposed to look at the arc of your life, and come to the conviction that it will only get worse from here, that at best you are fighting a holding action, that you are hunkered down like that grasshopper for only as long as your quaking arms will hold you, that the wind will not stop, that the spirit of the air claws and grabs until it takes what it wants.
Some days I haven’t a scrap of hope, but I have the hope of hope, or perhaps something like faith that hope will come, if only because it has to. Maybe it’s when your tired grip fails that hope rushes in, or salvation, or just a cool spot of water on your straining face. Maybe our story here really is like a fairy tale, and this is why we write so many stories about last-minute rescues, because something beneath our skin tells us this is our story, that it has to be our story, that everything can be redeemed, which means anything can be redeemed, which means the likes of you or me can be redeemed.
"— Tony Woodlief - Awaiting Hope (via deskjob)