This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ... natural life of self would be so subdued that my impulses would be all sweet and holy; I expected, indeed, to have my little of what is called "the world" quite under my feet. It would not be true to say that I have realised no conquests, that I have found no advance; but I am infinitely far from my ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ... natural life of self would be so subdued that my impulses would be all sweet and holy; I expected, indeed, to have my little of what is called "the world" quite under my feet. It would not be true to say that I have realised no conquests, that I have found no advance; but I am infinitely far from my standard of living the life of righteousness. In the struggle with sin I find height above height, depth below depth; and in the reaching after God I seem to have entered a realm where there is neither bottom nor shore. I cannot live my ideal life; it is out of all possibility. There are moments when I rest with triumphant joy in God; there are hours of heavenly companionship when no evil thing comes between my soul and its Saviour; there are days and weeks when I am with Jesus as with a friend, and he shares all there is of my life. And then I seem to be let down from my high place, or jostled off the serene level of peace, into the low, dusty, common highway, where my feet go shuffling along, and my spirit feels no inspiration, and I am altogether a weak, bruised, disabled creature. Once I supposed that when a heart was given up to God, that God did something for the character which resembles removing its natural defects and blemishes. I believe I expected to become another as well as a renewed being. But the truth is, we carry our very selves to the end; only that we are controlled, guided, elevated; our powers, whatever they may be, are turned to different uses and governed by higher laws. The great point is to be ourselves, and yet not our own. I have made many mistakes and suffered many hindrances; I see it and mourn over it, but cannot of myself avert or restore the loss. It is very sweet to have learned that God does not keep an...
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