I’ll no hae the
warl’ lichtly me!’ he said. ‘Mebbe the warl’ winna tribble
itsel aboot ye sae muckle as e’en to lichtly ye!’ returned his
companion quietly.
(I'll not have
the world make light of me!" he said. “Maybe the world won’t trouble itself
about you so much as even to make light of you.” returned his companion,
quietly.) —George MacDonald in Heather
and Snow
"Father, glorify me in your own
presence with the glory that I had with you before the world existed"
[John 17:5).
"Glorify me" Only Jesus could
legitimately pray this prayer for He is eternally the Lord of Glory.
I wonder, do I ask for the glory that
belongs to Jesus alone? Oh, not out loud. I would never make this request aloud
where others might hear me, but when I insist that others listen to me,
recognize me, consult me, remember my contributions, give me "the honor
I'm due," am I not muttering this prayer?
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