“Complete surrender to Christ.”
“You will never know love s depth, until it is gone.”
“But, said Lewis, myths are lies, even though lies breathed through silver. No, said Tolkien, they are not. ...just as speech is invention about objects and ideas, so myth is invention about truth. We have come from God (continued Tolkien), and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming a sub-creator and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall. Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic progress leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil. You mean, asked Lewis, that the story of Christ is simply a true myth, a myth that works on us in the same way as the others, but a myth that really happened? In that case, he said, I begin to understand.”
“So walk in love as Christ loved us, and gave Himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.”
“You are great in Christ and you are powerful beyond measure!”
“Faith is confident trust in God and the salvation He provides in His Son Jesus Christ.”
“Feeling sick, sad? Call on the Great Physician. You don t need an appointment; He will see you right away!”
“I need Christ, not something that resembles Him.”
“Only the words of Christ can convert.”
“My conscious is captivated by the true words of Christ.”
“Christ is the best companion.”
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption.”
“In that most burdensome moment of all human history, with blood appearing at every pore and an anguished cry upon His lips, Christ sought Him whom He had always sought—His Father. “Abba,” He cried, “Papa,” or from the lips of a younger child, “Daddy.” This is such a personal moment it almost seems a sacrilege to cite it. A Son in unrelieved pain, a Father His only true source of strength, both of them staying the course, making it through the night—together.”
“It is not as a child that I believe and confess Jesus Christ. My hosanna is born of a furnace of doubt.”
“A sermon without Christ in it is like a loaf of bread without any flour in it. No Christ in your sermon, sir? Then go home, and never preach again until you have something worth preaching.”
“Religious or not, identity based on someone’s personal performances is characterized by a lonely life, to say the least.”
“Maybe he is the second coming of Christ. Maybe we all are.”