The Wonder of the Cross – Day 15 – Forever More
Love, thou didst enter very softly in
To hold this heart of mine.
No sound, no stir, no sign!
How couldst thou cross my threshold all unseen?
Category: poem
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 6
If one lover of the Lord goes to a meeting unready, conscious perhaps of some shadow of self in the centre, some out-of-tuneness, there will be loss to everyone.
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 5
Above all, thank God for His Book of books. Is there a need it cannot meet? Is there a dryness it cannot refresh? Not one.
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 4
There is a sense in which every soul that follows hard after its God must find itself alone. ‘He who follows Him the nearest needs must walk alone.’ It is part of the discipline of life.
The Wonder of the Cross – Day 13 – At All Times
Mountaintop or dark valley, bright summer day or deepest night, there is no-one else to go to, no-one else to guide us, no-one else to feed us, no-one else to hold us.
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 3
‘Thou, O Christ, art all I want;
More than all in Thee I find:’
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 2
When I was small I used to think that, if I wanted very much to do a thing, that thing was probably wrong. And if I didn’t want to do it, it was probably right….
Whispers of His Power – MARCH 1
How much easier it would be if we knew when hearts that are holding out against the Lord would yield, or when some private trial of our own would pass.
Whispers of His Power – JANUARY 2
Is it not wonderful to think that we may give joy to the Writer of our Book by asking Him to open it to us?
Whispers of His Power – JANUARY 1
At last I found help in remembering who was in charge of the storehouse. The One in charge knows all that I don’t know. It is He, then, who chooses the meat, now for this one, now for that, and I have only to pass it on.
Suffolk Vicar 