If we do not die to ourselves, we cannot live to God, andhe that does not live to God, is dead.
George MacDonaldThere is this difference between the growth of some human beings and that of others: in the one case it is a continuous dying, in the other a continuous resurrection.
George MacDonaldLove me, beloved; Hades and Death Shall vanish away like a frosty breath; These hands, that now are at home in thine, Shall clasp thee again, if thou art still mine; And thou shalt be mine, my spirit's bride, In the ceaseless flow of eternity's tide, If the truest love thy heart can know Meet the truest love that from mine can flow. Pray God, beloved, for thee and me, That our sourls may be wedded eternally.
George MacDonald