Quotes from Janette Oke

Memories are beautiful things, Boy. When the person that ya loved is gone, when the happy time is over, then ya've still got yer memories. Thank God fer this special gift of His that lets ya sorta live yer experiences again and again. S'pose there ain't no price one would settle on fer the worth of memories.

Little is much, If love abides

The sunset was a splendid display. I wondered if it was showing off for my benefit or if it was often that spectacular. Rarely had I seen such a gorgeous scene; the riotous colors flamed out over the sky in shades that I had no words to describe. Birds sang their last songs of the day before tucking in for the night, and still the darkness hung back. Now, I thought, I understand the word "twilight." It was created for just this time - in this land.

Yes, He could have. He could let us go through all of our life, bundlin' us and shelterin' us from anything and everything that would hurt us. I could do that with my petunias, Josh. I could build a box around them and keep them from the wind and the rain, the crawlers and the bees. What would happen iffen I did that, Josh?" I jest shrugged. The answer was too obvious. "They'd never bear flowers," said Auntie Lou.

And I have discovered that God had it all planned, even before I had caught on to it.

a person doesn't demonstrate independence by rebelling. You do it by shouldering responsibilities, making wise, thoughtful decisions.

Only God can bring about the miracle, the rebirth. It is my job to love her, to pray for her, and to leave the rest to Him.

How did it all come about—this miracle of love? She didn't know. It had come upon her unawares... softly.

We may surprised at whom God sends to answer our prayers.

Showing kindness to others is one of the nicest things we can do for ourselves.

Getting things accomplished isn't nearly as important as taking time for love.

She thanked God that life was not always winter, that spring always came at last to chase away the cold and heaviness, and to release one to warmth and movement again.

God will show you who to partner with when the time comes.

Sometimes love isn't fireworks. Sometimes, love just comes softly.

Little is much, If love abides

No one ever outgrows the need for a mother's love.

True love is born of experience, not fairy dust.

Whenever something comes into our life that hurts us, we do the decidin'—do I let this work for my good, as God intended, or do I let bitterness grow like a bothersome canker sore in my soul?

You simply need to trust, take each next step by faith. You will know what is right when the time comes.

How else can we become reconciled, except one individual at a time? This Jesus you seek did not come to address nations. He washed the wounds of lepers. He dined with sinners. He healed all who came to him. One person at a time.

A sense of humor is a requisite to surviving in our demanding world

When he looked at me, I saw my own soul. His gaze broke through all my assumptions, all my barriers. I was stripped to the very essence of my being. He saw all my lies and my failures and all my sinful ways. And yet he loved me still.

It can make us stronger, more compassionate, more understanding—more like Jesus—if we allow it to. And the more clutter we get rid of in our life here—the more we will be able to enjoy heaven—when we get there. So, pain can have a purpose.

Part of learning to count my blessings is accepting that many of them I would not have chosen if