“Beloved, now are we the sons of God…”
Um hum. That’s nice.
“…and it doth not yet appear what…”
Wait a minute. Back up.
“Now are we the sons of God.”
Incredible.
Children, descendants, of…. God? Wow.
The legacy of deity.
The manifestation and representation of the Holy One.
The “only Bible some may ever read.”
Is this just a bit scary to you?
“Beloved, now are we the sons of God.”
My vow:
Whatsoever Thou sayest unto me, by Thy grace I will do it.
My Constraint:
Thy love, O Christ, my Lord.
My Confidence:
Thou art able to keep that which I have committed unto Thee.
My Joy:
To do Thy will, O God.
My Discipline:
That which I would not choose, but which Thy love appoints
My Prayer:
Conform my will to Thine.
My Motto:
Love to live, live to love.
My Portion:
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance.
Teach us, good Lord, to serve Thee as Thou deservest; to give and not to count the cost; to fight and not to heed the wounds; to toil and not to seek for rest; to labor and not to ask for any reward save that of knowing that we do Thy will, O Lord our God.
~Amy Carmichael
