Was it to love what God commands, in the words of the collect, and to desire what He promises?Did I want what I wanted, or did I want what He wanted, no matter what it might cost?
In fact, my friend Jessie and I used to say that she basically “mentored” us through high school and college because we talked about her so much.
Not only that, but I had the privilege of hearing her share her heart and thanking her face-to-face when she visited my university as the guest speaker one year.
Elisabeth Elliot was a woman whose heart and affection for Jesus trumped her ministry, her personality, and even her love-life.
I had the opportunity to read many of her books growing up.
I did not want to be among the marked-down goods on the bargain table, cheap because they’d been pawed over. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. In forfeiting the sanctity of sex by casual, nondiscriminatory "making out" and "sleeping around," we forfeit something we cannot well do without.
There is dullness, monotony, sheer boredom in all of life when virginity and purity are no longer protected and prized.” ― Elisabeth Elliot, “When ours are interrupted, his are not.I must trust God in him, trust God to do for both of us better than I know.” ― Elisabeth Elliot, “What do women want today? There is dullness, monotony, sheer boredom in all of life when virginity and purity are no longer protected and prized.This week marks the passing of a great woman — a passing from this life, and into the next.We are never wholly at the mercy of other people - they are only “second causes,” and no matter how many second or third or fiftieth causes seem to be in control of what happens to us, it is God who is in charge, He who holds the keys, He who casts the lot finally into the lap.Trusting Him, then, requires that I leave some things to be decided by others. I say no to the last three questions, an emphatic no.I must learn to relinquish the control I might wield over somebody else if the decision properly belongs to him. If ‘times’ have changed, have human longings changed, too? I am convinced that the human heart hungers for constancy.