He makes His ministers a flame of fire. Am I ignitable? God deliver me from the dread asbestos of 'other things'.
by Elisabeth Elliot
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In her book "Shadow of the Almighty," Elisabeth Elliot reflects on the intensity of purpose that comes with being a servant of God. She emphasizes that those who serve Him are meant to be passionate and fervent, akin to flames. This strong imagery invokes the idea that believers should radiate their faith and dedication, sparking inspiration in others. The quote also expresses a desire to avoid distractions that dampen this fervor. Elliot yearns for a relentless commitment to God rather than getting caught up in the mundane or lesser pursuits of life. This highlights a longing for spiritual intensity in a world filled with distractions, urging readers to evaluate their own dedication to their faith.

In her book "Shadow of the Almighty," Elisabeth Elliot reflects on the intensity of purpose that comes with being a servant of God. She emphasizes that those who serve Him are meant to be passionate and fervent, akin to flames. This strong imagery invokes the idea that believers should radiate their faith and dedication, sparking inspiration in others.

The quote also expresses a desire to avoid distractions that dampen this fervor. Elliot yearns for a relentless commitment to God rather than getting caught up in the mundane or lesser pursuits of life. This highlights a longing for spiritual intensity in a world filled with distractions, urging readers to evaluate their own dedication to their faith.

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