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A Passion for the Impossible: The Life of Lilias Trotter A Passion for the Impossible: The Life of Lilias Trotter by Miriam Huffman Rockness
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“She pondered its implications in her diary:

Two glad Services are ours
Both the Master loves to bless
First we serve with all our powers
Then with all our helplessness

These lines of Charles Fox have rung in my head this last fortnight--& they link on with the wonderful words "weak with Him"--for the world's salvation was not wrought out by the three years in which He went about doing good, but in the three hours of darkness in which He hung stripped & nailed, in utter exhaustion of spirit, soul & body, till His heart broke. So little wonder for us, if the price of power is weakness.”
Miriam Huffman Rockness, A Passion for the Impossible: The Life of Lilias Trotter
“One of the letters of these weeks that has come with the greatest comforting told of two engineers--great friends--who were sent out together to lay down a desert railway line. But when they got there they found that their orders were to begin from opposite ends. It was a great blow, but when they met at last halfway, they saw how much better & more swiftly the work had been done than if they had gone on side by side.”
Miriam Huffman Rockness, A Passion for the Impossible: The Life of Lilias Trotter
“A bee comforted me very much this morning concerning the desultoriness that troubles me in our work. There seems so infinitely much to be done that nothing gets done thoroughly. If work were more concentrated as it must be in educational or medical missions there would be less of this--but we seem only to touch souls & leave them. And that was what the bee was doing, figuratively speaking. He was hovering among some blackberry sprays, just touching the flowers here & there in a very tentative way, yet all unconsciously, life--life--life--was left behind at every touch, as the miracle-working pollen grains were transferred to the place where they could set the unseen spring working. We have only to see to it that we are surcharged, like the bees, with potential life. It is God and His eternity that will do the work--Yet He needs His wandering, desultory bees!”
Miriam Huffman Rockness, A Passion for the Impossible: The Life of Lilias Trotter