Talk:Jim Elliot

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"Make me thy fuel O Flame of God" is actually a quote by Amy Carmichael. Here is the whole poem:

"From prayer that asks that I may be Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee, From fearing when I should aspire, From faltering when I should climb higher, From all that dims Thy Calvary, O Lamb of God, deliver me.

From subtle love of softening things From easy choices, weakenings (Not thus are spirits fortified, Not this way went the Crucified) From silken self, O Captain, free Thy soldier who would follow Thee.

Give me the love that leads the way, The faith that nothing can dismay, The hope no disappointments tire, The passion that will burn like fire - Let me not sink to be a clod: Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God." - —The preceding unsigned comment was added by 24.113.159.27 (talkcontribs) on August 1, 2007 at 23:36 (UTC)

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  • Wherever you are, be all there. Live to the hilt every situation that you believe to be the will of God.
  • God, I pray Thee, light these idle sticks of my life and may I burn for Thee. Consume my life, my God, for it is Thine. I seek not a long life, but a full one, like you, LORD Jesus.
  • Saturate me with the oil of Thy Spirit, that I may be aflame. Make me Thy fuel O flame of God.
  • We are so utterly ordinary, so commonplace, while we profess to know a Power the Twentieth Century does not reckon with. But we are "harmless," and therefore unharmed. We are spiritual pacifists, non-militants, conscientious objectors in this battle-to-the-death with principalities and powers in high places. Meekness must be had for contact with men, but brass, outspoken boldness is required to take part in the comradeship of the Cross. We are "sideliners" -- coaching and criticizing the real wrestlers while content to sit by and leave the enemies of God unchallenged. The world cannot hate us, we are too much like its own. Oh that God would make us dangerous!
  • Those whimpering Stateside young people will wake up on the Day of Judgment condemned to worse fates than these demon-fearing Indians, because, having a Bible, they were bored with it - while these never heard of such a thing as writing.
  • Father, make of me a crisis man. Bring those I contact to decision. Let me not be a milepost on a single road; make me a fork, that men must turn one way or another on facing Christ in me.