| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: for the half hour's relief from that man's company which we have
gained by deviating from the party to visit Elshie."
"What would you say, then," said Miss Vere, in a low tone, so as
not to be heard by the younger sister, who rode before them, the
narrow path not admitting of their moving all three abreast,--"
What would you say, my dearest Lucy, if it were proposed to you
to endure his company for life?"
"Say? I would say, NO, NO, NO, three times, each louder than
another, till they should hear me at Carlisle."
"And Sir Frederick would say then, nineteen nay-says are half a
grant."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Commentary on the Epistle to the Galatians by Martin Luther: found Christ by faith," we say, "begin now to work and do well. Love God and
your neighbor. Call upon God, give thanks unto Him, praise Him, confess Him.
These are good works. Let them flow from a cheerful heart, because you have
remission of sin in Christ."
When crosses and afflictions come our way, we bear them patiently. "For
Christ's yoke is easy, and His burden is light." When sin has been pardoned,
and the conscience has been eased of its dreadful load, a Christian can endure
all things in Christ.
To give a short definition of a Christian: A Christian is not somebody chalks
sin, because of his faith in Christ. This doctrine brings comfort to
consciences in serious trouble. When a person is a Christian he is above law
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart: new spring overcoat. He was very content. It was May, and the sun
was shining. It was Sunday, and he would have an hour or two of
leisure. And he bad made a resolution about a matter that had been
in his mind for some time. He was very content.
He looked around the church with what was almost a possessive eye.
These people were his friends. He knew them all, and they knew him.
They had, against his protest, put his name on the bronze tablet set
in the wall on the roll of honor. Small as it was, this was his
world.
Half smiling, he glanced about. He did not realize that behind
their bows and greetings there was something new that day, something
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