Recently I was with my sister, Ferne, caring for her and nursing her back to health, as well getting her prepared to move to her daughter's home to live.
While there, she passed on to me a little leather bound book called "Just For Today". A friend gave it to her in 1959. It's a precious old book, full of quotes from people long gone.
On the 12th of March, I read:
"The really devout man moves on his daily road in simplicity and confidence.
He is firmly set to refuse nothing God asks of him, to yield in no way to self love; never to be guilty of any deliberate fault; but at the same time he does not torment and worry himself with petty vexations. If he falls into some error, he does not fret over it, but rising up with a humble spirit, he goes on his way. . . he is never surprised at his own weakness and imperfection, neither is he discouraged by them. . . knowing that of himself he can do nothing; through God's help, everything; he does not trust in his own good intentions and resolutions, but solely in God's grace and goodness.
Were he to fall a hundred times in the day he would not despair. . . he would rather cry out to God, appealing to His tender pity. The really devout man has a horror of evil, but he has a still greater love of that which is good; he is more set on doing what is right than avoiding what is wrong.
Generous, large-hearted, he is not afraid of danger in serving God, and would rather run the risk of doing His will imperfectly than not strive to serve Him lest he fail in the attempt." --Jean Nicolas Grou, 1700s.
This is Carlin. This was Carlin.