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February Reads

In keeping with my New Year's hope of reading more, I have been working on two books during the month of February. (Actually, I've read more than two, but these have been the thoughtful & profound ones). Here are some quotes from what I read yesterday.

Absolute Surrender (by Andrew Murray)
I have not told you to trust the omnipotence of God as a thing, and I have not told you to trust the Word of God as a written book, but I have told you to go to the God omnipotence and the God of the Word.

I want to get that truth burned into my soul; I want to worship God until my whole heart is filled with the thought of his omnipotence. God is almighty, and the Almighty God offers himself to work in my heart, to do the work of keeping me; and I want to get linked with Omnipotence, or rather, linked to the Omnipotent one, the living God, and to have my place in the palm of his hand.

Gift of the Sea (by Anne Morrow Lindbergh)

When you love someone you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity, when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern. The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now...One must accept the limits of the winged life, of ebb and flow, of intermittency.

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