|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Tanach:
Jeremiah 31: 23 Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel: yet again shall they use this speech in the land of Judah and in the cities thereof, when I shall turn their captivity: 'The LORD bless thee, O habitation of righteousness, O mountain of holiness.'
Jeremiah 31: 24 And Judah and all the cities thereof shall dwell therein together: the husbandmen, and they that go forth with flocks.
Jeremiah 31: 25 For I have satiated the weary soul, and every pining soul have I replenished.
Jeremiah 31: 26 Upon this I awaked, and beheld; and my sleep was sweet unto me.
Jeremiah 31: 27 Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will sow the house of Israel and the house of Judah with the seed of man, and with the seed of beast.
Jeremiah 31: 28 And it shall come to pass, that like as I have watched over them to pluck up and to break down, and to overthrow and to destroy, and to afflict; so will I watch over them to build and to plant, saith the LORD.
Jeremiah 31: 29 In those days they shall say no more: 'The fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge.'
Jeremiah 31: 30 But every one shall die for his own iniquity; every man that eateth the sour grapes, his teeth shall be set on edge.
Jeremiah 31: 31 Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will make a new covenant with the house of Israel, and with the house of Judah;
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Door in the Wall, et. al. by H. G. Wells:
murmurings, of the infinitesimal shouting of little living things.
He went very gently across the creaking boards, for fear that he
might wake the sleeping house, to the big dark clothes-press
wherein his beautiful suit lay folded, and he took it out garment
by garment and softly and very eagerly tore off its tissue-paper
covering and its tacked protections, until there it was, perfect
and delightful as he had seen it when first his mother had given it
to him--a long time it seemed ago. Not a button had tarnished, not
a thread had faded on this dear suit of his; he was glad enough for
weeping as in a noiseless hurry he put it on. And then back he
went, soft and quick, to the window and looked out upon the garden
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton:
As he paused to wipe his forehead he saw the District Attorney
glance at his watch. The gesture was significant, and Granice
lifted an appealing hand. "I don't expect you to believe me now--
but can't you put me under arrest, and have the thing looked into?"
Allonby smiled faintly under his heavy grayish moustache. He had
a ruddy face, full and jovial, in which his keen professional
eyes seemed to keep watch over impulses not strictly
"Well, I don't know that we need lock you up just yet. But of
course I'm bound to look into your statement--"
Granice rose with an exquisite sense of relief. Surely Allonby