Quotes from Kim Vogel Sawyer

The Bible that is falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn't.

Looks aren't everything. Looks fade, but character remains.

We can't really definde good, can we? Good for one person might be ruination for another. The problem with our human eyes is that we can only see the right now. But God? He sees around the corner, over the hill, and clean to the horizon. He knows what's comin', an' He knows what we need to be prepared for what's comin'. So sometimes those things we face that we don't understand - the things we think of as bad - are really for our good down the line.

What does my soul need, Papa? What every soul needs. Right relationship with God. ... Seek Him and His righteousness, my darling daughter, instead of pursuing your own wants. He will fulfill you in ways no human relationship could. When you put Him first in your life, before beaus and jobs and motherhood, then all else can fall into place. And only then will you be at peace with yourself and with others.

I don't have the power to change anyone except myself, and even then I rely on God's strength.

There are no wasted steps in a God-directed journey.

People who have lost much are always worried about losing more. So they guard their hearts. It is not that she does not feel the happiness; she only wishes to hide it so as not to be hurt should she lose something more.

the God I love and serve hears all prayers. He answers all prayers. Sometimes it is yes. Sometimes it is wait awhile. Sometimes it is no. He knows best.

The problem with our human eyes is that we can only see the right now. But God? He sees around the corner, over the hill, and clean to the horizon. He knows what's comin', an' He knows what we need to be prepared for what's comin'. So sometimes those things we face that we don't understand—the things we think of as bad—are really for our good down the line.

It is not goodness that leads me to tithe, but gratitude.

But don't think for a moment I don't know what you're up to. And I won't always be so easily manipulated." "Ma-nip-u-lated." Peter scowled. "I do not know what this means." Her chin thrust out. "Oh, yes you do.

When God looks at sin, what He sees is the harm it brings. People want to define some sins as big and others as little, but the truth is, Bud, every sin is equally bad in God's eyes.

The Lawd gives an' the Lawd takes away, an' we just praise Him for knowin' what's best.

You stay up here for a while, cuddle ol' Izzy-B—somethin' soothin' about runnin' your hands over a purrin' cat. An' do some talkin' with God.

You can't depend on Amos Ackerman. He's just a man. But God is God. He loves bigger and forgives better and gives more abundantly than nay man every could.

Miss Grant, I don't know where you got the idea that men don't have deep feelings, but that's wrong. Oh, we might be better at hiding them. But we get sad and scared and doubtful, the same as anybody else. I can tell you I cried lots of sowing tears when my uncle died after I came to Spiveyville.~Mack Cleveland

Speaking slang only makes a man sound ignorant. If you can't think of more appropriate words to express yourself, then open a dictionary and study.

We mustn't say anything that might pull him away from God's plan for his life. Guilt has a way of tugging one off course.

Why should you try to never have laughter again? Did you die? No, you are alive. So be alive! Laugh if you want to, cry if you must, let yourself feel.

Life is often hard, and it can seem very unfair. You've suffered many losses, yet haven't you also learned that God is faithful? He sustains us, yes, Belinda?

You, offend me?" He let a soft chuckle roll. "Not likely." Then he forced an apologetic grimace. "But I figure my taking off offended you. So would you let me make it up to you? I'd like to take you to supper tonight." She looked surprised. And a little nervous. Maybe he was moving too fast. "Or tomorrow," he said, "if that suits you better." "N-no. Tonight . . . would be fine.

Then, later, we are told we cannot gather to worship. We must to go somewhere else if we wish to meet together and learn from Scripture. So we go. And when we meet again, I never take lightly listening to the Word. I think less of the good chicken dinner and more of the food of the spirit. I listen close. I remember. I hide the words in my heart.

a stop to her musings. She turned, a sheepish smile tugging at her cheeks. "Of course not. I was just—" "Thinking." He sent her a broad grin. "Always you are thinking. What is it now that makes your forehead wrinkle like a sand plum left in the sun?" Summer laughed as she closed the door, sealing out the cold. The things this man said! But she enjoyed their easy camaraderie. She would miss that as much as the boy when she moved into

Being alone had one advantage: undisturbed time. She used it to read her Bible and study and pray. And think. In some ways, asking Jesus into her heart had been the easy part. Now she wanted to discern how His presence should affect her daily life.