I am very slowly reading through If by Amy Carmichael. Slowly is the key, for there is much substance, much to ponder, much to convict, much to consider. It is all about "Calvary Love" and what that love looks like and what it does not look like.
if the praise of man elates me and his blame depresses me;
if I cannot rest under misunderstanding without defending myself;
if I love to be loved more than to love, to be served more than to serve,
then I know nothing of Calvary love.
(Other ifs... here and here.)