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Some selections from one of my favorite books...

"...Has Love been planted in your heart, Much-Afraid?"
..."I think what is growing there is a great longing to experience the joy of natural, human love and to learn to love supremely one person who will love me in return. But perhaps that desire, natural and right as it seems, is not the Love of which you are speaking?...I see the longing to be loved and admired growing in my heart, Shepherd, but I don't think I see the kind of love that you are talking about, at least, nothing like the love which I see in you."

"But it is so happy to love," said the Shepherd quietly. "It is happy to love even if you are not loved in return. There is pain, too, certainly, but Love does not think that very significant."

"...But, Much-Afraid, I have already warned you that Love and Pain go together, for a time at least. If you would know Love, you must know pain, too."

"You have one real beauty, Much-Afraid, you have such trustful eyes. Trust is one of the most beautiful things in the world. When I look at the trust in your eyes, I find you more beautiful to look upon than many a lovely queen."

"Much-Afraid, do you love me enough to accept the postponement and the apparent contradiction of the promise, and to go down there with me into the desert?"

..."I do love you, you know that I love you. Oh, forgive me because I can't help my tears. I will go down with you into the wilderness, right away from the promise, if you really wish it. Even if you cannot tell me why it has to be, I will go with you, for you know I do love you, and you have the right to choose for me anything that you please."

"When you wear the weed of impatience in your heart instead of the flower of Acceptance-with-Joy, you will always find your enemies get an advantage over you."

"I love doing preposterous things! ...Why, I don't know anything more exhilarating and delightful than turning weakness into strength, fear into faith, and that which has been marred into perfection."


In a tiny crevice of the rock...was a single plant....Much-Afraid stared at it for a few moments, noticing the wall which completely imprisoned it, ...and the barren loneliness of its surroundings....Much-Afraid asked..."What is your name, little flower...?"
..."My name is Bearing-the-Cost...I was separated from all my companions, exiled from home, carried here and imprisoned in this rock. It was not my choice, but the work of others who, when they had dropped me here, went away and left me to bear the results of what they had done. I have borne and have not fainted; I have not ceased to love, and Love helped me push through the crack in the rock until I could look right out onto my Love the sun himself. See now! There is nothing whatever between my Love and my heart, nothing whatever to distract me from him."

~Hannah Hurnard, Hinds' Feet on High Places
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