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What Fits Us For Service

Author: Elisabeth Elliot

Is there any Christian who does not long for some special experience, vision, or feeling of the presence of God? This morning it seemed to me that unless I could claim such I was merely going through motions of prayer, meditation, reading; that the book I am writing on discipline will prove to be nothing but vanity and a striving after wind. The Lord brought yesterday's word to mind again with this emphasis: it is not any experience, no matter how exciting, not any vision, however vivid and dazzling, not any feeling, be it ever so deep that fits me for service. It is the power of the blood of Christ. I am "made holy by the single unique offering of the body of Jesus Christ" (Heb 10:10), and by his blood "fit for the service of the living God." My spiritual numbness cannot cancel that--the blood will never lose its power.

and THAT is why I adore Elisabeth Elliot.

One day, I hope to be a wise old woman just like her.

I'll have a garden and lots of birds

and my yard will always be filled with the neighborhood children.

And I'll write an advice column. Mmmm.

Growing old won't be so bad after all.