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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Your Vocabulary Score: A-

Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary!
You must be quite an erudite person.

Ran across this over at Ginger's blog. How do you rate?

Guinifer said...: I got an A- also! I wish I knew which word I got wrong though...; 12:18 PM
GailV said...: I got an A, which I was going to post to my blog in a fit of braggadocio, except Blogger lost the post. I'm considering this a divine commentary on either a) pride, or b) wasting time on quizzes when I should be cleaning the litter box.; 2:31 PM
sheep#100 said...: I scored A+. Knew reading all the time was good for something.; 2:32 PM
Sheepish Annie said...: Also an A-. Whew! I can live with that. I don't think I could go to school tomorrow and teach with confidence had I not gotten at least a B!; 7:23 PM

Quote of Note

The truly good are of one language in prayer. Whatever lines or angles of thought may separate them in other hours, when they pray in extremity, all good men pray alike. The Emperor Charles V and Martin Luther, two great generals of opposite faiths, breathed out their dying struggle in the selfsame words. There be many tongues and many languages of men, but the language of prayer is one by itself, in all and above all. It is the inspiration of that Spirit that is ever working with our spirit, and constantly lifting us higher than we know, and, by our wants, by our woes, by our tears, by our yearnings, by our poverty, urging us, with mightier and mightier force, against those chains fo sin which keep us from our God. We speak not of things conventionally called prayers, --vain mutterings of unawakened spirits talking drowsily in sleep, -- but of such prayers as come when flesh and heart fail, in mighty straits; -- then he who prays is a prophet, and a Mightier than he speaks in him; for the "Spirit helpeth our infirmities; for we know not what we should pray for as we ought; but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us, with groanings which cannot be uttered." (Harriet Beecher Stowe - A Minister's Wooing)