Welcome to "Quaint Words!”
These posts will contain thoughts, poems, and prayers from old books that I have found at antique stores, flea markets, and garage sales (with an occasional treasure from a bookstore).
I love the rhythm and sound of the older English language, and am blessed by other believers who have gone before me!
(A listing of books and authors, and also dates of individual postings from those books, will be found on my "QUAINT WORDS" page)
"Sometimes in our moments of weakness...when we are faint in courage and feel the growing supremacy of the strong rebellion of our nature against pain and humiliation, we must then go and kneel beside our Lord, prone upon His face and all a-tremble in the Garden of Olives.
It is indeed a dreadful, lowering realization to know that I am the plaything of my fears, the beaten victim of my unruly passion, the coward that quails before a little suffering. I seem so strong at times and I think to have at last reached maturity of years, and then - !
Then it is we must creep within the shadows of Gethsemane and see our Captain Christ grow "sad" and "dazed" and utterly "affrighted" as He allowed the terrors of the Sacred Passion to grow upon Him.
With my own crushed, humiliated soul I must kneel beside Him and thank Him for having deigned to suffer what I so often feel...
Grant me a share of Your own unflinching bravery that I too may battle on."
(From "My Changeless Friend" by Francis P. LeBuffe, c. 1925
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