On the Indian Continent Amy Carmichael was "given a Christian tract to translate. It read:
“Let
us meditate on the All-Pervading Spirit,
the Fountain of Bliss,
the
Incomparable one,
Eternal,
Immaculate,
Omniscient,
Unalterable,
Holy,
Distant, and yet near,
Light dwelling in tranquility,
All-Comprehensive,
Possessor of Perfect Felicity,
pure intelligence,
inexpressible,
and inconceivable …”
Oh! that we might meditate upon Him, too!
The story goes on that when she asked the old Hindu scholar (who had asked her to do the translation) if he believed all this, how he could worship stones he was adamant in his answer. Elliott writes that "Amy, acutely aware of being, in herself, nothing more than a clay pot - ordinary, plain, fragile - knew that the pot held a priceless treasure which the old Hindu scholar had never seen: "the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ." (2 COR 4:6)
The story goes on that when she asked the old Hindu scholar (who had asked her to do the translation) if he believed all this, how he could worship stones he was adamant in his answer. Elliott writes that "Amy, acutely aware of being, in herself, nothing more than a clay pot - ordinary, plain, fragile - knew that the pot held a priceless treasure which the old Hindu scholar had never seen: "the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ." (2 COR 4:6)
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