Many a man, many a woman, fair and flourishing to see, is going about with a rusty moth-eaten heart within that form of strength or beauty.
If God sees that heart corroded with the rust of cares, riddled into caverns and films by the worms of ambition and greed, then your heart is as God sees it, for God sees things as they are. And one day you will be compelled to see, nay, to feel your heart as God sees it.
A man does not live by his feelings any more than by bread.
And when he can no longer feel the truth, he shall not therefore die. He lives because God is true; and he is able to know what he lives because he knows, having once understood the word that God is truth. He believes in the God of former vision, lives by that word therefore, when all is dark and there is no vision.
-George McDonald
from George MacDonald by C.S. Lewis
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