By C. S. Lewis |
There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket of coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. From The Four Loves |
Month: April 2019
Kneel And Bow
Lord Jesus may Your name abide in my heart. May Your glory be my highest desire. May Your Spirit fill me to overflowing.
Abide in me.
Less of me.
More of You.
Take the throne of my heart.
I step down as king and crown You, the Rightful King.
Will We Ever Understand Him?
God works in mysterious ways