Saturday, September 16, 2006

Elizabeth Elliot

Lord, break the chains that hold me to myself; free me to be your happy slave--that is, to be the happy foot-washer of anyone today who needs his feet washed, his supper cooked, his faults overlooked, his work commended, his failure forgiven, his griefs consoled, or his button sewed on. Let me not imagine that my love for You is very great if I am unwilling to do for a human being something very small.

Author: Elisabeth Elliot
Source: A Lamp For My Feet


mreddie said...

Beautifully written - she is very inspirational in her writings. ec

Cecilia said...

sounds like a good wife . . .