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| 8465c47 | The ways of the world exalt themselves against God. They sometimes look rational and appealing to the most ernest disciple but Christ says to us then what He said to His disciples long ago, when many of them had given u pin disgust, "Do you also want to leave me?" If we answer as PEter did, "Lord to whom else shall we go? Your words are words of eternal life," our rebel thoughts are captured once more. The way of holiness is again visible." | holiness pride | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| d95334f | A quiet heart is content with what God gives. It is enough. All is grace. Elisabeth Elliot | inspiration | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| ad2c697 | Elisabeth Elliot is more precise when she explains that "freedom and discipline have come to be regarded as mutually exclusive, when in fact freedom is not at all the opposite, but the final reward, of discipline." -- | Donald S. Whitney | ||
| 9eb8f57 | Gozaba de la respetabilidad de Anne Elliot, la protagonista de Persuacion, se dijo ironica. Y, afortunadamente, tambien de su deseo. Julian era, en ese sentido, su capitan Wentworth. ?Se atreveria a gozar tambien de algo mas? No lo sabia. Carpe Diem. Aprovecha el momento. | Ruth M. Lerga | ||
| b724473 | Serve Him We know we love God's children if we love God and obey his commandments. 1 John 5:2 NLT The teachings of Jesus are clear: We achieve greatness through service to others. But, as weak human beings, we sometimes fall short as we seek to puff ourselves up and glorify our own accomplishments. Jesus commands otherwise. He teaches us that the most esteemed men and women are not the self-congratulatory leaders of society but are instead .. | Freeman Smith | ||
| 23a27f7 | Experiencing Christ's Love For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39 NKJV How much does Christ love us? More than we, as mere mortals, can comprehend. His love is perfect and steadfast. Even though we are f.. | Freeman Smith | ||
| 5ceee96 | THE POWER OF FAITH Believe in the Lord your God, and you will be established; believe in His prophets, and you will succeed. 2 Chronicles 20:20 HCSB Every life--including yours--is a series of successes and failures, celebrations and disappointments, joys and sorrows. Every step of the way, through every triumph and tragedy, God will stand by your side and strengthen you . . . if you have faith in Him. Jesus taught His disciples that if the.. | Freeman | ||
| d61e658 | NEVER-ENDING LOVE And we have this command from Him: the one who loves God must also love his brother. 1 John 4:21 HCSB C. S. Lewis observed, "A man's spiritual health is exactly proportional to his love for God." If we are to enjoy the spiritual health that God intends for us, we must praise Him, we must love Him, and we must obey Him. When we worship God faithfully and obediently, we invite His love into our hearts. When we truly worship .. | Freeman | ||
| 9e25afa | The believer alone will be able to hear the call. It comes from beyond ourselves, beyond our society, beyond the climate of opinion and prejudice and rebellion and skepticism in which we live, and beyond our time and taste. It draws toward the center of all things, that still place of which T.S. Eliot wrote : Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled About the centre of the silent Word. | discipline holiness | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| fd66b7a | Finding Genuine Peace But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ. For He Himself is our peace. Ephesians 2:13-14 NKJV On many occasions, our outer struggles are simply manifestations of the inner conflicts that we feel when we stray from God's path. What's needed is a refresher course in God's promise of peace. The beautiful words of John 14:27 remind us that Jesus offers peace, not as th.. | Freeman Smith | ||
| 449ae4f | Worry is the antithesis of trust. You simply cannot do both. They are mutually exclusive. | opposites trust worry | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| 2a619ee | THE LAST WORD For God has not given us a spirit of fearfulness, but one of power, love, and sound judgment. So don't be ashamed of the testimony about our Lord, or of me His prisoner. Instead, share in suffering for the gospel, relying on the power of God. 2 Timothy 1:7-8 HCSB All of us may find our courage tested by the inevitable disappointments and tragedies of life. After all, ours is a world filled with uncertainty, hardship, sickness,.. | Freeman | ||
| 8384068 | Adversity borrows its sharpest sting from impatience. | Adversity | ||
| 0a3042a | There is a popular notion about prayer that assumes that the thing asked for ought to be the object of faith--"Lord, give me this or that," wherefore "this" and "that" become the realities. No. The Bible states the absolutes that we can be certain of: the character of God, His love, His will that we be conformed to His Son's likeness, His sovereign control of all the universe. When faith latches on to those realities that we do not see with.. | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| 67955df | NEW BEGINNINGS Do not remember the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing. Isaiah 43:18-19 NKJV Each new day offers countless opportunities to serve God, to seek His will, and to obey His teachings. But each day also offers countless opportunities to stray from God's commandments and to wander far from His path. Sometimes, we wander aimlessly in a wilderness of our own making, but God has better plans o.. | Freeman | ||
| bca6559 | Elisabeth Elliot, has said, "One of the best pieces of advice I ever got was, 'Do the next thing.'" Instead of getting all hung up on looking for the grand scope of God's will for your life, just do what He's called you to do right now. That's all that really matters. Now." | Priscilla Shirer | ||
| fc3688c | He took the form of mist. In the heavy fog it was unnoticeable, and he could easily seep beneath her unsecured window. He watched her as she sank onto the bed. Her face was pale, her eyes haunted. She swept her mane of hair back, touching his mark as if it ached. It took her a few minutes to kick off her shoes, as if the task was too great. Mikhail waited until she had flung herself facedown, fully clothed on the bed. He gave the order fo.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f39003e | Raven woke slowly, in a dense fog, layers and layers of it. Somehow she knew she wasn't supposed to wake, but nevertheless it was imperative she do so. She pried her eyes open and turned her head toward the window. Sunlight was streaming in. She pushed herself into a sitting position, the covers sliding away to expose bare skin. "Mikhail," she whispered aloud, "you take altogether too many liberties." | Christine Feehan | ||
| f12a5ab | Her neck throbbed and burned for a moment. She peeled back her top to examine the wound. It was a strange mark, like a teenager's love bite, but more intense. She blushed at the memory of how he'd put it there. Did the man have to be sexy on top of everything else? | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6b29349 | I am sorry, little one, that you had to endure such a thing." He carried her into his house and made for the library. Raven could hear soft words in his own language muttered under his breath. He was swearing, and it made her smile. "What does that mean?" He blinked down at her. "Sorry," he muttered. "Literally, 'Shadow take you.' That old woman is evil." "She isn't evil, Mikhail, she's twisted, fanatical. It was like touching the mind of .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b0dabe5 | And what if I was a mythical vampire, little one, holding you captive in my lair?" She smiled up at his serious face, absorbing the pain in his brooding eyes. "I would trust you with my life, Mikhail, vampire or not. And I would trust you with the life of my children. You're arrogant and sometimes overbearing, but you could never be evil. If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends." He moved away from her, not w.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1d49bf0 | Being apart from you even under normal circumstances would torment me. How can I tolerate such a thing as you being in the same house with those who murdered my sister?" "I'll hear things that will help you," she persisted. He shook his head, his face set in implacable lines. She attempted to tease him, wanting the darkness to recede from his eyes. "Do one of your sleeping numbers on yourself, or teach me how to do it. I'll happily help you.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0bae56e | Be very, very careful, Mikhail. You could kill me, there is no question, but she will die first." Andre dragged her even closer, locking her in front of him as he lifted her body completely off the ground. Blankets scattered as Raven was dangled helplessly, her eyes fastened on Mikhail. Mikhail's smile was tender, loving, as he focused on her face. "What do you wish, Andre?" His voice was gentle and low. "Admit to these men that you are t.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6e024f2 | He raked a hand through his thick hair. He needed to feed soon. There was a dark, cold anger in him. It crawled through his body, dangerous and deadly. Jacob was unscrupulous, even with his sister, it seemed. And he had looked upon Raven with lust. Raven looked up and found unblinking eyes on her. They were dark, fathomless, the eyes of a hunter. A prickle of unease ran down her spine. She felt her hand tremble as she smoothed out her skirt.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 017344b | The coup bound the United States to South Vietnam in an embrace that proved disastrous to them both. In a very real sense, it was Dulles's final legacy. | Stephen Kinzer | ||
| a285c2a | I need you to do as I ask you," he said in desperation, fighting the beast lifting its head hungrily. Her laughter was soft, enticing, the sound dancing over his skin. "No, you don't. Too many people think your word is law. You need someone to defy you a little bit. I know you won't hurt me, Mikhail. I can feel your fear of yourself. You think there's something in you I can't love, some kind of monster you're afraid for me to see. I know yo.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| fc42a49 | I'm sorry; it bothers me to touch people after I follow a demented mind. Please understand." Margaret nodded. "Of course, although I noticed your young man thought nothing of touching you." Raven smiled, shrugging as casually as possible, eyeing the sky for the lightning that might strike her for lying so much." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 970d895 | Raven shook her head sadly. She was becoming such a recluse, not wanting to be close to anyone, not even a sweet older woman worried about her safety. "Raven! Wait up!" She closed her eyes against the intrusion. Where was the peaceful serenity of her remote wilderness?" | Christine Feehan | ||
| cdb7eb3 | Raven felt a stirring in her mind. Mikhail was heavy with sleep, fighting his way up through the layers to the surface. Now she was worried. Mikhail was a question mark in her mind. She didn't know what he would do, only that he felt protective toward her. For herself, for Mikhail, for Jacob, she needed to make Jacob understand that she wanted no part of him. , she sent a sharp reassurance. "Jacob." She used a firm schoolmarm tone. "I thi.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a8df6ea | I need you to do as I ask you," he said in desperation, fighting the beast lifting its head hungrily. Her laughter was soft, enticing, the sound dancing over his skin. "No, you don't. Too many people think your word is law. You need someone to defy you a little bit." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1cdd6b1 | You are so reckless, Raven, so heedless of danger." He gripped the back of a chair so hard the wood threatened to disintegrate into dust. As it was, it would hold the imprint of his fingers for all time. "Danger, Mikhail?" She tipped her head to one side, her hair falling in a slide over one shoulder. Her hands went to the top button of her blouse. "I would never be in danger from you, even if you were furious with me. The only danger right.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 138abaa | she forced laughter into her thoughts-- From the other side of a grove of trees, out of her sight, Jacob suddenly screamed in terror, the sound fading to a thin wail. The roar of an enraged bear mingled with Jacob's second scream. Something heavy crashed through the underbrush in the opposite direction of Raven. She felt Mikhail's laughter, low, amused, very male. Jacob was broadcasting fear, but not pain. , she reprimanded. He said it.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6a67180 | He knew exactly what the ancients meant when they said one lifemate could not survive the passing of the other. He would not want to live in the world without her. There would be no Mikhail without Raven. | Christine Feehan | ||
| aec5b00 | A greenish mist streamed through cracks in the fallen wall, shimmered for a moment as it swept through the room. Gregori kept his body positioned between the mist and his prince, facing the mist. Vampires often had lesser ones to serve them, new to the world of vampire and unable yet to fend completely for themselves. The mist began to form into a human frame, and Byron faced Gregori, staring at the fallen prince. "Who has done this? And wh.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a4a7cf7 | Byron, find Raven," Mikhail whispered. "Mikhail"--Gregori's teeth tore his own wrist, and he pressed it to the prince's mouth--"take my blood while I stop up these holes." "Find Raven." "Take my blood, Mikhail. The vampire will not harm her. He will have some patience this night. You must be strong for the hunt. Drink what I freely offer. I would not want to find it necessary to compel you." "You are becoming a nuisance, Gregori," Mikhail c.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ad84c2f | Byron guarded both bodies, stepping away from the priest to face the surrounding woods when the first ripple of energy reached him. Someone approached, someone of power, which wasn't entirely unexpected when their prince lay in a pool of blood. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 849dd24 | No, I don't mind traveling alone. I do it all the time," she answered, aware she was allowing too much time to go by before she answered. They were all going to think she wasn't quite bright. "You're very brave," Harry said. "Haven't you heard the rumors? Don't you see that most of the villagers hang garlic on their doors?" That made her laugh, her first feeling since she'd awakened. "I've read all the legends, Mr. Summers, but I'm a pretty.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 85cc7b3 | His hair was the color of dark coffee beans, a dark espresso, drawn back and tied at the nape of his neck. His face was that of an angel or a devil, strength and power, with a sensual mouth that hinted at cruelty; his hooded eyes were black obsidian, black ice, pure black magic. She couldn't read him, couldn't feel his emotions or hear his thoughts. That had never happened to her before. "Put me down. I feel silly with you carrying me off l.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0ee3250 | Did you kidnap me or rescue me?" Strong white teeth gleamed at her, a predator's smile, a man's amusement. "Perhaps a little of both." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 26ce036 | How full of briers is this working-day world! | Adversity | ||
| dfc2a99 | Quod genus hoc hominum? Quaeve hunc tam barbara morem | Permittit patria? | Aeneid | ||
| 33c52fb | You are safe with me, Raven. I would not allow anyone or anything to harm you." She swallowed nervously as he pushed open the heavy iron gates and mounted the steps. "Just you." She said it under her breath, but knew he heard her." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4685b4f | Welcome to my home." He said the words softly, wrapping her up in them as if they were firelight or sunshine. Very slowly, reluctantly, he allowed her feet to touch the threshold. Mikhail reached past her to open the door, then stepped back. "Do you enter my home of your own free will?" He asked it formally, his eyes burning on her face, over it, dwelling on her soft mouth before returning to her large blue eyes. She was frightened, he coul.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 2bcfc2f | She started across the threshold. Mikhail caught her arm. "Your own free will; say it." "My own free will." She stepped into his home, her lashes sweeping down. Raven missed the look of savage joy that lit his dark, chiseled features, but she felt the floor shift beneath her feet. An old, obscure myth rose up to haunt her. " | Christine Feehan |