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Wear Out Your Shoes

Work is always healthier for us than idleness; it is always better to wear out shoes than sheets.
~ Charles Spurgeon ~

Art Begins In a Wound

Art begins in a wound, an imperfection, and is an attempt either to learn to live with the wound or to heal it.
~ John Gardner ~

Impressions

You cannot impress people with yourself and impress them with the Lord Jesus simultaneously.
~ Alistair Begg ~

The Grace of Doing Nothing

The command is 'Do not work.' Just make space.  Attend to what is around you. Learn that you don't have to DO to BE.  Accept the grace of doing nothing.  Stay with it until you stop jerking and squirming."
~ Dallas Willard ~



We Still Look to Idols

"While most of us are no longer drawn to the Baals and Ashtaroths of the past, we still look to idols - that which is not God - for our security, happiness and comfort.  Is it not true that when many of us feel anxious or depressed, we seek relief by purchasing things:  we head to the contemporary temples of self-indulgence in the malls across the country or on the Internet, where the shopping experience is meant to calm our souls?  Similarly, the emphasis in American culture on comfort, which exalts the consumer over the community, skews how we view ourselves, others and creation.  We lose sight of our relational nature, embracing instead the myth of individuality and autonomy.  One of the greatest theological challenges of our times it to move our worship beyond self-absorption."
~ Kelly Kapic ~

Divine Utterance

"Out of the great ocean of eternity, out of the great depths of the infinite, mysteriously comes the divine message.  Love brooded over the depths, and mercy and justice found new relationship in atoning favor.  On the wings of love and power, the redeeming forces were born to the altitudes of Calvary, where they were compressed by dying agony, and the Holy Ghost came to scatter, like showers, love and mercy and power upon the hearts of men.  And these showers and tempests of love and slavation, these irrigating streams from the mountains of His holiness, find their way as a divine utterance to human hearts."

"There is, to me, in this, one marvelous - almost awful thought. Back of the rain and snow, the gentle showers and storms and water brooks, are all the forces of the infinite God.  God does not fail.  The rain and the snow come, and the earth is made fertile and productive, and no man can stop Him in His work.  A man might undertake to thwart God's purposes.  He might, by incessant labor, succeed in keeping some little spot from producing, and yet, a few feet away, the grass would spring up to mock him.  Every shower that falls, every murmuring stream, every blade of grass, every flower, every head of grain and waving harvest, laughs him to scorn; vegetation still goes on; rain and snow come, and the earth buds.  God is not dead.  A man may not work with Him, and thus starve himself, but the great purpose of God goes on.  So it is with His utterance to men.  Out of the depths of the heart of God, by infinite power and love, it comes, borne on the wings of the Holy Ghost, to human hearts" 
~ Phineas F. Bresee ~