“The only way to come to know where you are is to begin to make yourself at home.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
This is and has been the Father's work from the beginning-to bring us into the home of His heart. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
A Baby Sermon- The lighting and thunder, they go and they come: But the stars and the stillness are always at home — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Those are not the tears of repentance!... Self-loathing is not sorrow. Yet it is good, for it marks a step in the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
...though I cannot promise to take you home," said North Wind, as she sank nearer and nearer to the tops of the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
To cease to wonder is to fall plumb-down from the childlike to the commonplace—the most undivine of all moods intellectual. Our nature… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
God Himself - His thoughts, His will, His love, His judgments are men's home. To think His thoughts, to choose His will,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Love me, beloved; Hades and Death Shall vanish away like a frosty breath; These hands, that now are at home in thine,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The perfection of His relation to us swallows up all our imperfections, all our defeats, all our evils; for our childhood is… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
God Himself - His thoughts, His will, His love, His judgments are men's home. To think His thoughts, to choose His will,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“No revelation can be other than partial. If for true revelation a man must be told all the truth, then farewell to revelation; yea,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In low theologies, hell is invariably the deepest truth, and the love of God is not so deep as hell. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The region belonging to the pure intellect is straitened: the imagination labours to extend its territories, to give it room. She sweeps across the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Come, then, affliction, if my Father wills, and be my frowning friend. A friend that frowns is better than a smiling enemy. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Ah, what is it we send up thither, where our thoughts are either a dissonance or a sweetness and a grace? — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
You must learn to be strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only half brave. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Few delights can equal the mere presence of one whom we trust utterly.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.” “No,”… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I wish I had [made that song]. No, I don't That would be to take it from somebody else. But it's mine for all… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image