| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King James Bible: lighter, and we will serve thee.
KI1 12:5 And he said unto them, Depart yet for three days, then come
again to me. And the people departed.
KI1 12:6 And king Rehoboam consulted with the old men, that stood
before Solomon his father while he yet lived, and said, How do ye advise
that I may answer this people?
KI1 12:7 And they spake unto him, saying, If thou wilt be a servant
unto this people this day, and wilt serve them, and answer them, and
speak good words to them, then they will be thy servants for ever.
KI1 12:8 But he forsook the counsel of the old men, which they had
given him, and consulted with the young men that were grown up with him,
King James Bible |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Just Folks by Edgar A. Guest: They have plodded on in honor through the dusty, dreary ways,
They have hungered for life's comforts and the joys of easy days,
But they've chosen to be toilers, and in this their splendor's told:
They would rather never have it than to do some things for gold.
The Mother's Question
When I was a boy, and it chanced to rain,
Mother would always watch for me;
She used to stand by the window pane,
Worried and troubled as she could be.
And this was the question I used to hear,
The very minute that I drew near;
Just Folks |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: hesitation. Eudora did not know him at first. She had expected
to see the same Harry Lawton who had gone away. She did not
expect to see a stout, middle-aged man, but a slim youth.
However, as they drew nearer each other, she knew; and curiously
enough it was that swing of the tightly furled umbrella which
gave her the clue. She knew Harry because of that. It was a
little boyish trick which had survived time. It was too late for
her to draw back, for he had seen her, and Eudora was keenly
alive to the indignity of abruptly turning and scuttling away
with the tail of her black silk swishing, her India shawl
trailing, and the baby-carriage bumping over the furrows. She
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