Calvary was God’s preparation for our Sunrise.

There is nothing that can surprise our Lord in our unworthiness;  He knows us through and through.  

The life that does not shut up its compassion but loves in deed – in the doing of real things – this is first of all the life laid down.

‘Let me be given to the wild beasts, for through them I can attain unto God.  I am God’s wheat, and I am ground by the wild beasts that I may be found the pure bread of Christ.’

Only our hearts within us know 
When they most broken be,
To that same garden we must go – 
Gethsemane.

The Spirit is making intercession, and Christ our Lord ever liveth to make intercession, so we are not alone even when we seem to be alone.

Lord, we are Thy thorn-bushes, Thy nothings.  O Fire of Love Eternal, Become whatsoever Thou pleasest, and keep us Thy humble thorn-bushes growing in the dust at Thy feet.

If someone opened a bag of gold coins and poured them out, saying, ‘Take what you can’ would there be any slackness about picking up those coins?