ISBN: 9781154687279

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustra… More...

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 Excerpt: ...human feelings is crucified; self is gradually dying; Jesus is all. I find my conscience becoming tender upon various matters,--eating, drinking, conversing, &c. The idea might seem a narrow one to many, simply a scrupulous notion; but, to the advanced Christian, they become matters of importance. I love these gentle suggestions of the Spirit with reference to a close walk. I was visiting a short time since, of an evening, in the family of a friend. There was a painful want of sociability; and, in my attempt to remove it, I became too loquacious. On returning, I felt dissatisfied. In my effort to make myself agreeable, I had not every moment kept myself under the control of the Holy Spirit. And yet it was not the character of my words, but the amount of talking, that I felt did not quite please my heavenly Father. Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth; but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers. I find it is better to think of Christ than to dwell upon imperfect, erring, stumbling self. I am praying that self may be crushed out,--that it may die. When self dies, then Christ is all. Not my own, not my own, but His who bought me with his blood, and sprinkles that cleansing blood continually. The soul seems to have grown sensitive since Thursday. Light expressions from others, or any thing hot strictly holy, has given me pain, causing the soul to shrink, just as the plant folds up at the slightest touch of the finger. Jesus was not pleased at such, and I want to be just like him in every thing. God teaches us our lessons one by one, as we are able to receive them. I am conscious, in the discipline I am now receiving, God is teaching me unselfishness. How much I want this ruling e... Mira Eldredge, Books, History, Drops Of Water From Many Fountains Books>History The book has no illustrations or index. It may have numerous typos or missing text. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from the publisher's website (GeneralBooksClub.com). You can also preview excerpts of the book there. Purchasers are also entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Original Publisher: New York: Foster,<

ISBN: 9781154687279

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustra… More...

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 Excerpt: ...human feelings is crucified; self is gradually dying; Jesus is all. I find my conscience becoming tender upon various matters,--eating, drinking, conversing, &c. The idea might seem a narrow one to many, simply a scrupulous notion; but, to the advanced Christian, they become matters of importance. I love these gentle suggestions of the Spirit with reference to a close walk. I was visiting a short time since, of an evening, in the family of a friend. There was a painful want of sociability; and, in my attempt to remove it, I became too loquacious. On returning, I felt dissatisfied. In my effort to make myself agreeable, I had not every moment kept myself under the control of the Holy Spirit. And yet it was not the character of my words, but the amount of talking, that I felt did not quite please my heavenly Father. Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth; but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers. I find it is better to think of Christ than to dwell upon imperfect, erring, stumbling self. I am praying that self may be crushed out,--that it may die. When self dies, then Christ is all. Not my own, not my own, but His who bought me with his blood, and sprinkles that cleansing blood continually. The soul seems to have grown sensitive since Thursday. Light expressions from others, or any thing hot strictly holy, has given me pain, causing the soul to shrink, just as the plant folds up at the slightest touch of the finger. Jesus was not pleased at such, and I want to be just like him in every thing. God teaches us our lessons one by one, as we are able to receive them. I am conscious, in the discipline I am now receiving, God is teaching me unselfishness. How much I want this ruling e... Mira Eldredge, Books, History, Drops Of Water From Many Fountains Books>History, General Books LLC<