the glory that shall rise out of patient and triumphant suffering

From The Story of the Other Wise Man, by Henry Van Dyke: "'And remember, my son,' said he, fixing his deep-set eyes upon the face of Artaban, 'the King whom you are seeking is not to be found in a palace, nor among the rich and powerful. If the light of the world and the... Continue Reading →

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not a god has wounds, but thou

  Jesus of the Scars by Edward Shillito (1872 – 1948) If we have never sought, we seek Thee now; Thine eyes burn through the dark, our only stars; We must have sight of thorn-pricks on Thy brow, We must have Thee, O Jesus of the Scars. The heavens frighten us; they are too calm;... Continue Reading →

two kinds of suffering

Henry Cloud: "I sometimes use this analogy when I speak: 'If one of you walked out of this meeting and a guy with a mask walked up to you in the dark parking lot, took out a knife, stabbed you in the stomach, took all your money, and left you in an unconscious state, you... Continue Reading →

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