♫ I was staring at the sky today. Thinking back on when I was just a kid. 'Cause it seems I was more gentle then. Seems the world's traded me stone for skin. And I've tried and tried to fly But it's hard to wing away when you're weighed down
Oh mess that I am
Can You put me together again?...
Carry me high on the heights on the wings of the dawn
Lead me all the way to the place where You say I belong
'Cause You have the power to cover all my wrong
And present me as whole
Only You can make me whole ♫
On Love by Khalil Gibran
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
p. 11
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
p. 11
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you
that you may know the secrets of your heart,
and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only
love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing floor,
Into the seasonless world where you
shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.
p. 12
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself,
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed:
For love is sufficient unto love.
p. 13
When you love you should not say,
"God is in my heart," but rather,
"I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
p. 13
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; to return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
p. 13
~Teach me the way of Love~
"Very truly I tell you, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds."-Jesus. (John 12: 24) -<3->
"If I ask to be delivered from a trial rather than for deliverance out of it, to the praise of His glory, If I forget that the way of the cross leads to the cross, and not to a bank of flowers, If I regulate my life on these lines, or even unconsciously my thinking, So that I am surprised when the way is rough, and think it strange, though the Word is "Think it not strange, count it all joy'. Then I know nothing of Calvary love." -Amy Carmichael.
♫ Your Love never changes. Let it change me. ♫
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