Prayer is not overcoming God's reluctance. It is laying hold of His willingness.
Martin LutherRead
Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.
Interpretation
The promise of renewal and resurrection is evident in nature, particularly in springtime.
Martin Luther's quote emphasizes that the concept of resurrection is not limited to sacred texts but is also a natural phenomenon observable in the world around us. As spring brings forth new life and rejuvenates the earth, it serves as a metaphor for hope and renewal in the human experience, reminding us that life constantly transforms and begins anew.
In practice
During a spring celebration, one might quote this to highlight the beauty of new beginnings.
Prayer is not overcoming God's reluctance. It is laying hold of His willingness.
Now if I believe in God's Son and remember that He became man, all creatures will appear a hundred times more beautiful to me than before. Then I will properly appreciate the sun, the moon, the stars, trees, apples, as I reflect that he is Lord over all things. ...God writes the Gospel, not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.
It is the part of a Christian to take care of his own body for the very purpose that, by its soundness and wellbeing, he may be enabled to labour, and to acquire and preserve property, for the aid of those who are in want, that thus the stronger member may serve the weaker member, and we may be children of God, and busy for one another, bearing one another's burdens, and so fulfiling the law of Christ.
Reason is the greatest enemy that faith has; it never comes to the aid of spiritual things, but more frequently than not struggles against the divine Word, treating with contempt all that emanates from God.
We will win our freedom because the sacred heritage of our nation and the eternal will of God are embodied in our echoing demands.
In a mouse we admire God's creation and craft work. The same may be said about flies.
Each solstice is a domain of experience unto itself. At the Summer Solstice, all is green and growing, potential coming into being, the miracle of manifestation painted large on the canvas of awareness. At the Winter Solstice, the wind is cold, trees are bare and all lies in stillness beneath blankets of snow.
The wilderness does not make you forget your normal life so much as it removes the distractions for proper remembering.
Every blade in the field - Every leaf in the forest - lays down its life in its season as beautifully as it was taken up.
The sigh of all the seas breaking in measure round the isles soothed them; the night wrapped them; nothing broke their sleep, until, the birds beginning and the dawn weaving their thin voices in to its whiteness
Hast thou named all the birds without a gun?
I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.
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