One of my heroes of the faith is Amy Carmichael, who served faithfully as a missionary in India rescuing little girls from temple prostitution. She wrote with boldness and authority that is seldom seen in the current age of Christianity Lite. Read these words and let them sink in deep. May they be the beat of your heart in the days to come:
“Let us end on a very simple note: Let us listen to simple words; our Lord speak simply: ‘Trust Me, My child,’ He says. ‘Trust Me with a humbler heart and a fuller abandon to My will than ever thou didst before. Trust Me to pour My love through thee, as minute succeeds minute. And if thou shouldst be conscious of anything hindering that flow, do not hurt My love by going away from Me in discouragement, for nothing can hurt so much as that. Draw all the closer to Me; come, flee unto Me to hide thee, even from thyself. Tell Me about the trouble. Trust Me to turn My hand upon thee and thoroughly to remove the boulder that has choked they river-bed, and take away all the sand that has silted up the channel. I will not leave thee until I have done that which I have spoken to thee of. I will perfect that which concerneth thee. Fear thou not, O child of My love; fear not.’
And now…to gather all in one page:
‘Beloved, let us love.
Lord, what is love?
Love is that which inspired My life, and led Me to My Cross, and held Me on My Cross. Love is that which will make it thy joy to lay down thy life for thy brethren.’
Lord, evermore give me this love.
Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after love, for they shall be filled” (Amy Carmichael).