| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Large Catechism by Dr. Martin Luther: nothing. Yet however great is the treasure in itself, it must be
comprehended in the Word and administered to us, else we should never
be able to know or seek it.
Therefore also it is vain talk when they say that the body and blood of
Christ are not given and shed for us in the Lord's Supper, hence we
could not have forgiveness of sins in the Sacrament. For although the
work is accomplished and the forgiveness of sins acquired on the cross,
yet it cannot come to us in any other way than through the Word. For
what would we otherwise know about it, that such a thing was
accomplished or was to be given us if it were not presented by
preaching or the oral Word? Whence do they know of it, or how can they
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herland by Charlotte Gilman: CHAPTER 4
Our Venture
We were standing on a narrow, irregular, all too slanting little
ledge, and should doubtless have ignominiously slipped off and
broken our rash necks but for the vine. This was a thick-leaved,
wide-spreading thing, a little like Amphelopsis.
"It's not QUITE vertical here, you see," said Terry, full of pride
and enthusiasm. "This thing never would hold our direct weight,
but I think if we sort of slide down on it, one at a time, sticking
in with hands and feet, we'll reach that next ledge alive."
"As we do not wish to get up our rope again--and can't
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas: "Impossible!" cried Milady. "It is impossible a gentleman
could have written such a letter to a woman." Then all at
once, starting, she cried, "My God! can he have--" and she
stopped. She ground her teeth; she was of the color of
ashes. She tried to go toward the window for air, but she
could only stretch forth her arms; her legs failed her, and
she sank into an armchair. Kitty, fearing she was ill,
hastened toward her and was beginning to open her dress; but
Milady started up, pushing her away. "What do you want with
me?" said she, "and why do you place your hand on me?"
"I thought that Madame was ill, and I wished to bring her
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