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

More Quotemeal

"Humility is the Christian's greatest honor; the higher men climb, the farther they are from heaven."

— Burder —

"If we really think that home is elsewhere, and that this life is a 'wandering to find home,' why should I not look forward to the arrival?"

— C. S. Lewis —

"Satan never sells his poisons naked — he always gilds them before he vends them."

— Charles H. Spurgeon —

"Men perish with whispering sins — nay, with silent sins, sins that never tell the conscience that they are sins, as often with crying sins; and in hell..."

— John Donne —