“The grass has to stand very still as it holds its precious “weight of glory”—and so has the soul on whom the dew of the Spirit comes. …As easily as this dew, His dew is brushed off—some of us know it to our cost. An impulse of impatience, a sense of hurry or worry allowed to touch us, a mere movement of the self-life against His checking and [it] is gone, and our soul stands stripped and bare. Noiseless must be His Holy Habitation within us.
–I. Lilias Trotter, quoted in A Blossom in the Desert,
compiled and edited by Miriam Huffman Rockness