If I cannot catch "the sound of noise of rain"* long before the rain falls, and, going to some hilltop of the spirit, as near to my God as I can, have not faith to wait there with my face between my knees, though six times or sixty times I am told "there is nothing," till at last "there arises a little coud out of the sea," then I know nothing of Calvary love. -Amy Carmichael from If, What do I know of Calvary Love?
*I Kings 18:41
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