Monday, August 1, 2011

Happy thoughts...

How still the night was! My soul hung, as it were, suspended in stillness; for the whole sphere of heaven seemed to be about me, the stars above shining as clear below in the mirror of the all but motionless water. It was a pure type of the “rest that remaineth”-rest, the one immovable centre wherein lie all the stores of might, whence issue all forces, all influences of making and moulding. “And, indeed,” I said to myself, “after all the noise, uproar, and strife that there is on the earth, after all the tempests, earthquakes, and volcanic outbursts, there is yet more of peace than of tumult in the world. How many nights like this glide away in loveliness, when deep sleep hath fallen upon men, and they know neither how still their own repose, nor how beautiful the sleep of nature! Ah, what must the stillness of the kingdom be? When the heavenly day’s work is done, with what a gentle wing will the night come down! But I bethink me, the rest there, as here, will be the presence of God; and if we have Him with us, the battle-field itself will be-if not quiet, yet as full of peace as this night of stars.”

4 comments:

  1. I hope you didn't mind that I put this on here Diana. :}

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  2. I don't mind at all! It's kind of like reblogging. :D For some reason on my blog you can't see my tags saying what it's from and such. :\ It's from George MacDonald's "Annals of a Quiet Neighborhood" that I recently began reading. Aww...your fishys look hungry. I'll feed 'em 'till they're fat!

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  3. Haha! That makes sense now! When I would walk by other people on the computer I sure thought I saw that on Diana's blog (before I read it), and then I pulled this up thinking that maybe I was just out of it and confused the blogs. Good, I am not absolutely crazy! :D

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  4. Wow........that's........really deep. :)

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