| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Large Catechism by Dr. Martin Luther: the conscience, when false preachers rise up and offer their Lying
vanities as God's Word. Behold, all this is decking one's self out with
God's name, or making a pretty show, or claiming to be right, whether
it occur in gross, worldly business or in sublime, subtle matters of
faith and doctrine. And among liars belong also blasphemers, not alone
the very gross, well known to every one, who disgrace God's name
without fear (these are not for us, but for the hangman to discipline);
but also those who publicly traduce the truth and God's Word and
consign it to the devil. Of this there is no need now to speak further.
Here, then, let us learn and take to heart the great importance of this
commandment, that with all diligence we may guard against and dread
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: I'm too old. And I'm sure of the business here, small as it
is."
Emma McChesney glanced at the girl. "I'm thinking that
Fanny has the making of a pretty capable business woman
herself."
Fanny drew in her breath sharply, and her face sparkled into
sudden life, as always when she was tremendously interested.
"Do you know what I'd do if I were in Mother's place? I'd
take a great, big running jump for it and land! I'd take a
chance. What is there for her in this town? Nothing!
She's been giving things up all her life, and what has it
Fanny Herself |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Bureaucracy by Honore de Balzac: years, and keeping a secret from her! Hiding their thoughts from a
poor woman for seven years!--doubting her devotion!"
"But," cried Rabourdin, provoked, "for eleven years and more I have
been unable to discuss anything with you because you insist on cutting
me short and substituting your ideas for mine. You know nothing at all
about my scheme."
"Nothing! I know all."
"Then tell it to me!" cried Rabourdin, angry for the first time since
his marriage.
"There! it is half-past six o'clock; finish shaving and dress at
once," she cried hastily, after the fashion of women when pressed on a
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