I would like to buy $3 worth of God, please. Not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but just enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine. I want ecstasy, not transformation. I want warmth of the womb, not a new birth. I want a pound in the Eternal in a paper sack. I would like to buy $3 worth of God, please.
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- Wilbur Rees
(goodness, gracious. makes you think, doesn’t it? I want so much more of God….and Wilbur is sarcastically (but honestly) making a point here—how much do we REALLY hunger for God, how much of Him do we really want?)
