If...

If...

monotony tries me and I cannot stand drudgery;

if stupid people fret me and little ruffles set me on edge;

if I make much of the little trifles of life,

then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If...

souls can suffer alongside, and I hardly know it,

because the spirit of discernment is not in me,

then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If...

the praise of man elates me and his blame depresses me;

if I cannot rest under misunderstanding without defending myself;

if I love to be loved more than to love,

to be served more than to serve,

then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If...

the moment I am conscious of the shadow of self crossing my threshold,

I do not shut the door,

and in the power of Him who works in us to will and to do,

keep that door shut,

then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If...

I covet any place on earth but the dust at the foot of the cross,

then I know nothing of Calvary love.

~ Amy Carmichael

These are just some excerpts from a little booklet that I have by Amy Carmichael, missionary to India. I hope that you are keenly aware of the depth of Calvary love this weekend!