But there is another danger besetting your path. I mean the error of regarding your own capacities instead of your work, of putting self-consciousness in place of God.
Joseph Barber LightfootRead
We do not realise that we are children of eternity. If we did, then success would be no success, and failure would be no failure to us.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the understanding of life beyond the temporal successes and failures.
Joseph Barber Lightfoot's quote suggests that if we truly recognized ourselves as eternal beings, our perception of success and failure would fundamentally change. Instead of viewing them as definitive outcomes, we would see them as transient experiences in the grand scheme of existence, prompting a more profound perspective on life's challenges and achievements.
In practice
In a motivational speech about resilience in the face of failure.
But there is another danger besetting your path. I mean the error of regarding your own capacities instead of your work, of putting self-consciousness in place of God.
Try to help others. Consult their weaknesses, relieve their maladies; strive to raise them up, and by so doing you will most effectually raise yourself up also.
Eternal truth, eternal righteousness, eternal love; these only can triumph, for these only can endure.
There is no persuasiveness more effectual than the transparency of a single heart, of a sincere life.
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The Bible is not only laws, it's also stories. It begins, 'In the beginning God created Heaven.' If I had written these words, I wouldn't have written anything else; it's just enough.
The wise soul feareth not death; rather she sometimes striveth for death, she goeth beyond to meet her. Yet eternity maintaineth her substance throughout time, immensity throughout space, universal form throughout motion.
Nobody understood The Reoccurring Dream, but after September 11, when we were coerced to do a national duty and go out and shop, surely people could begin to see what I was getting at.
No voice comes from outer space, from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen, that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain.
What if someone gave a war and Nobody came?
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