The more we let God take us over, the more truly ourselves we become - because He made us. He invented us. He invented all the different people that you and I were intended to be. . .It is when I turn to Christ, when I give up myself to His personality, that I first begin to have a real personality of my own.
The real trouble about the duty of forgiveness is that you do it with all your might on Monday and then find on Wednesday that it hasn't stayed put and all has to be done over again.
The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing â€” to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from â€” my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back.
To forgive the incessant provocations of daily life - to keep on forgiving the bossy mother-in-law, the bullying husband, the nagging wife, the selfish daughter, the deceitful son - how can we do it? Only, I think, by remembering where we stand, by meaning our words when we say in our prayers each night, â€œForgive our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.â€ We are offered forgiveness on no other terms. To refuse it is to refuse Godâ€™s mercy for ourselves. There is no hint of exceptions and God means what he says.