| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Commentary on the Epistle to the Galatians by Martin Luther: correction is necessary. A father punishes his son because he loves his son.
If he did not love the lad he would not punish him but let him have his
own way in everything until he comes to harm. Paul beseeches the
Galatians to look upon his correction as a sign that he really cared for them.
"Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous;
nevertheless, afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto
them which are exercised thereby." (Heb. 12:11.)
Although Paul seeks to soften the effect of his reproachful words, he does
not take them back. When a physician administers a bitter potion to a
patient, he does it to cure the patient. The fact that the medicine is bitter
is no fault of the physician. The malady calls for a bitter medicine. Paul
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Emerald City of Oz by L. Frank Baum: So about noon they stopped at a farm-house and were given a delicious
luncheon of bread and milk, fruits and wheat cakes with maple syrup.
After resting a while and strolling through the orchards with their
host--a round, jolly farmer--they got into the wagon and again started
the Sawhorse along the pretty, winding road.
There were signposts at all the corners, and finally they came to one
which read:
TAKE THIS ROAD TO THE CUTTENCLIPS
There was also a hand pointing in the right direction, so they turned
the Sawhorse that way and found it a very good road, but seemingly
little traveled.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Goodness of St. Rocque and Other Stories by Alice Dunbar: determination of the will beneath the shock of hair; he gloated
in his physical weakness at the tenacious grasp on his mentality.
"Tony," she wailed on the last day, her voice rising to a shriek
in its eagerness, "tell them I'm your wife; it'll be the same.
Only say it, Tony, before you die!"
He raised his head, and turned stiff eyes and gibbering mouth on
her; then, with one chill finger pointing at John, fell back
dully and heavily.
They buried him with many honours by the Society of Italia's
Sons. John took possession of the shop when they returned home,
and found the money hidden in the chimney corner.
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