I can do as I please.

I can gratify almost any want or desire; and yet when I honestly try to imagine Jesus living the life I have lived and am expected to live, and doing for the rest of my life what thousands of other rich people do, I am under condemnation for being one of the most wicked, selfish, useless creatures in all the world.

I have not looked out of this window for weeks without a feeling of horror toward myself as I see the humanity that passes by this house." Virginia turned away and walked up and down the room.

Rachel watched her and could not repress the rising tide of her own growing definition of discipleship.

Of what Christian use was her own talent of song?
Was the best she could do to sell her talent for so much a month, go on a concert company's tour, dress beautifully, enjoy the excitement of public applause and gain a reputation as a great singer?
Was that what Jesus would do?
She was not morbid.