Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Friday, December 16, 2016

Post #2230

The principal part of faith is patience.
—George MacDonald

Friday, September 02, 2016

Post #2155

Tears never yet saved a soul. Hell is full of weepers weeping over lost opportunities, perhaps over the rejection of an offered Saviour. Your Bible does not say, "Weep, and be saved." It says, "Believe, and be saved." Faith is better than feeling.
—T. L. Cuyler

Friday, June 21, 2013

Post #1281

Courage, brother, do not stumble,
Though thy path be dark as night;
There’s a star to guide the humble:
Trust in God and do the right.
—Norman Macleod

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Post #1264

Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.
—Alfred Lord Tennyson

Monday, July 30, 2012

Post #1020

Faith is the only known cure for fear.
—Lena K. Sadler

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Post #976

Some things have to be believed to be seen.
—Ralph Hodgson

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Post #966

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.
—Francis Bacon

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Post #771

Be courageous! I have seen many depressions in business. Always America has come out stronger and more prosperous. Be as brave as your fathers before you. Have faith! Go forward.
—Thomas A. Edison

Monday, July 18, 2011

Post #653

Whoever is happy will make others happy too. He who has courage and faith will never perish in misery.
—Anne Frank

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Post #291

God enters by a private door into every individual.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, November 20, 2009

Post #51

In all my perplexities and distresses, the Bible has never failed to give me light and strength.
—Robert E. Lee

The Penalty of Leadership

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership be vested in a man or in a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work. In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same. The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work be mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieve a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a -wagging. Jealousy does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting. Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass or to slander you unless your work be stamped with the seal of genius. Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious, continue to cry out that it cannot be done. Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountebank, long after the big world had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius. Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shrine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all. The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the river banks to see his boat steam by. The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership. Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant. There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass. And it all avails nothing. If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader. Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages. That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial. That which deserves to live — lives.
written by Theodore F. MacManus

A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.

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