Quotes For Lent
On one such occasion the Shepherd said to Much-Afraid, “When you continue your journey there may be much mist and cloud. Perhaps it may even seem as though everything you have seen here of the High Places was just a dream, or the work of your own imagination. But you have seen reality and the mist which seems to swallow it up is the illusion. Remember, Much-Afraid, what you have seen before the mist blotted it out. Never doubt that the High Places are there, towering up above you, and be quite sure that whatever happens I mean to bring you up there exactly as I promised.” Hinds Feet On High Places, Hannah Hurnard
The way of pure faith enables us to find God at every moment. What has to be done to produce such an amazing effect? Just one thing: let God act and do all he wishes according to our state in life. Nothing in the spiritual life is easier, and it is within everybody’s reach. Yet so wonderful and dark is this road that we need great faith to walk along it. Abandonment To Divine Providence, Jean-Pierre deCaussade
Turnball glanced at the crucifix with a sort of scowling good-humour and then said: “He may look and see His cross defeated.”
“The cross cannot be defeated,” said MacIan, “for it is Defeat.” Ball And Cross, G.K. Chesterton
The way a deer longs for streams of water, my soul has longed for you, God of Strength.
My soul has thirsted for my Upholder, for presence of the living God. When will I arrive and behold the light of your face?
My weeping was like bread for me—morning and night—when each day they said to me, “Where is your God?”
These things I remember and pour out my heart with sadness—how I passed through throngs of people, stumbling to the holy temple, through cries of joy and thanksgiving, sounds of the celebrating crowd.
Why are you bent so low, my soul? And why so in tumult over me?
Be hopeful, and wait for God.
Psalm 42, The Complete Psalms, translated by Pamela Greenberg
The cross is always ready, and everywhere waits for thee. Thou canst not escape it, whithersoever thou runnest; for whithersoever thou goest, thou carryest thyself with thee, and thou shalt always find thyself. Upwards, downwards, outwards, inwards, turn thyself whither thou wilt, on all sides thou wilt find the cross. Thomas A’ Kempis
For my money, the root of preaching for our time remains what it was for Paul: a passion for the Passion. Like him, those who stand up to preach in the church must decide to “forget everything but Jesus Christ, and him crucified” (1 Cor 2:2). However macabre it may seem to hold up death and not life as the instrument of salvation, any other proclamation than that is rootless and withered. However foolish or weak such preaching may sound, it celebrates the only wisdom or power that has anything to do with the desperate case of the human race. A passion for the Passion then: A passion of the preacher’s heart for Jesus himself—a wild romance with the Person of the incarnate Word who reigns in death at the roots of the being of every creature, bar none. A passion of the preacher’s soul for the divine Vulgarity that stands caution on its head and takes all the riffraff of the world home free by making the one ticket everybody has the only ticket anybody needs. And a hilarious passion—a bright fire in the preacher’s belly—for the sheer fun of shocking the troops awake with the astonishing news that God has torn up his membership card in the God Union, that he has stopped counting the world’s trespasses, and that to be raised up into the new creation, we don’t need to be good, holy, smart, accountable or even faithful: we need only to be dead. The Foolishness Of Preaching, Robert Farrar Capon
Aside to Jesus: OK, let’s be honest: when we don’t want to follow you, it’s not because we don’t yet have enough information about you or can’t swallow what the gospels say about you. No, our reservations are due to the cars we drive and the houses in which we live. Why Jesus? William H. Willimon