Maxioms by George Macdonald
The west is broken into bars
Of orange, gold, and gray;
Gone is the sun, come are read more
The west is broken into bars
Of orange, gold, and gray;
Gone is the sun, come are the stars,
And night infolds the day.
Feast of Matthias the Apostle There is more hid in Christ than we shall ever learn, here or there read more
Feast of Matthias the Apostle There is more hid in Christ than we shall ever learn, here or there either; but they that begin first to inquire will soonest be gladdened with revelation; and with them He will be best pleased, for the slowness of His disciples troubled Him of old. To say that we must wait for the other world, to know the mind of Him who came to this world to give Himself to us, seems to me the foolishness of a worldly and lazy spirit. The Son of God is the teacher of men, giving to them of His Spirit -- that Spirit which manifests the deep things of God, being to a man the mind of Christ. The great heresy of the Church of the present day is unbelief in this Spirit.
There is no strength in unbelief. Even the unbelief of what is
false is no source of might. It read more
There is no strength in unbelief. Even the unbelief of what is
false is no source of might. It is the truth shining from behind
that gives the strength to disbelieve.
You can't live on amusement. It is the froth on water -- an inch deep and then the mud.
You can't live on amusement. It is the froth on water -- an inch deep and then the mud.
I cannot imagine a much greater misfortune for a man (not to say a clergyman) than not to know, or read more
I cannot imagine a much greater misfortune for a man (not to say a clergyman) than not to know, or knowing, not to minister to, any of the poor.
