
“Give me the love that leads the way, the faith that nothing can dismay. The hope no disappointments tire, the passion that will burn like fire. Let me not sink to be a clod: make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.”
Amy Carmichael was born the oldest of seven children on December 16, 1867, in the city of Millisle in Northern Ireland. Among her three sisters and four brothers, she was a tomboy, who liked to write poetry. She was taught to pray at an early age, and to test its power, she prayed for blue eyes. Amy had brown ones. The following morning to her disappointment, her eyes remained blue. Her mother added to Amy's prayer growth that morning; sometimes God says no. <more...>
Amy Carmichael was born the oldest of seven children on December 16, 1867, in the city of Millisle in Northern Ireland. Among her three sisters and four brothers, she was a tomboy, who liked to write poetry. She was taught to pray at an early age, and to test its power, she prayed for blue eyes. Amy had brown ones. The following morning to her disappointment, her eyes remained blue. Her mother added to Amy's prayer growth that morning; sometimes God says no. <more...>