Perhaps your own reiterated cries deafen you to the voice you hoped to hear - C. S. Lewis

A man, an adult, is precisely what <nowiki>[</nowiki>Aeneas<nowiki>]</nowiki> is: Achilles had been little more than a passionate boy.

God has not been trying an experiment on my faith or love in order to find out their quality. He knew it already. It was I who didn't. In this trial He makes us occupy the dock, the witness box, and the bench all at once. He always knew that my temple was a house of cards. His only way of making me realize the fact was to knock it down.

If He who in Himself can lack nothing chooses to need us, it is because we need to be needed.