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I press on toward the goal for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
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I press on toward the goal for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
for a righteous man falls seven times and rises up again, but the wicked are overthrown by calamity.
Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. Your Spirit is good. Lead me in the land of uprightness.
Cause me to hear your loving kindness in the morning, for I trust in you. Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I lift up my soul to you.
I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry.
But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don’t delay, my God.
He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.
Turn to the stronghold, you prisoners of hope! Even today I declare that I will restore double to you.
A phase of my life was closing to-night, a new one opening to-morrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accomplished.
My world had for some years been in Lowood: my experience had been of its rules and systems; now I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils.
It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquillity: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.
But let me not hate and despise myself too much for these feelings; I know them to be wrong—that is a great step gained; I shall strive to overcome them.
But I did not dream that that interview would be the door through which I should pass from darkness into light, from isolation to friendship, companionship, knowledge, love.
I slip back many times, I fall, I stand still, I run against the edge of hidden obstacles, I lose my temper and find it again and keep it better, I trudge on, I gain a little, I feel encouraged, I get more eager and climb higher and begin to see the widening horizon.
I will try, Mother, I truly will. But you must help me, remind me, and keep me from flying out.
It’s highly virtuous to say we’ll be good, but we can’t do it all at once, and it takes a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together before some of us even get our feet set in the right way.
Write something for us, and never mind the rest of the world. Try it, dear. I’m sure it would do you good, and please us very much.
All sorts of mornings are interesting, don’t you think? You don’t know what’s going to happen through the day, and there’s so much scope for imagination.
I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don’t make, although I might.
But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice.
Marilla, isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?
Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it.
It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes--what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows--what new landscapes--what new beauties--what curves and hills and valleys further on.
But what, to our eyes, may seem hopeless failure is often but the dawning of a greater success.
Failure is often the rock-bottom foundation of real success.
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