We must quit bending the Word to suit our situation. It is we who must be bent to that Word, our necks that must bow under the yoke.
Elisabeth ElliotIt is God to whom and with whom we travel, and while He is the end of our journey, He is also at every stopping place.
Elisabeth ElliotIt is through the tender austerity of our troubles that the Son of Man comes knocking. In every event He seeks an entrance to my heart, yes, even in my most helpless, futile, fruitless moments. The very cracks and empty crannies of my life, my perplexities and hurts and botched-up jobs, He wants to fill with Himself, His joy, His life...He urges me to learn of Him: 'I am gentle and humble in heart.
Elisabeth ElliotThe God who created, names, and numbers the stars in the heavens also numbers the hairs of my head..He pays attention to very big things and to very small ones. What matters to me matters to Him, and that changes my life.
Elisabeth Elliot