Quotes About Surrender

Discipline is to present us before grace, it does not produce grace to make sense.

Father, I abandon myself into your hands; do with me what you will. Whatever you may do, I thank you: I am ready for all, I accept all. Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures—I wish no more than this, O Lord."6

Joy is the keynote of all the Disciplines. The purpose of the Disciplines is liberation from the stifling slavery to selfinterest and fear.

Conversion does not make us perfect, but it does catapult us into a total experience of discipleship that affects - and infects - every sphere of our living.

If you shot time in the gut, this is where it would crawl off to die.

How many things do we have control over in our life? Just about zero, right? But that doesn't stop us from trying to control everything. And this is a major source of tension and stress.

French participation proved decisive in the Battle of Yorktown. Coordinating strategy with Washington, France sent twenty-nine warships and more than ten thousand troops, ultimately forcing the surrender of British General Cornwallis, which effectively ended the war.

It was frightening and wonderful to surrender to the wind's power.

When I lie tangled in her hair,And fettered to her eye,The gods that wanton in the airKnow no such liberty.

I just leave myself entirely in my heavenly Father's hands and have no anxiety about the future. I know that if He sees fit to send me greater suffering, He will give greater grace to bear it.

By learning to let go and to allow the world and fellow human beings to be who and what they truly are, a disciple frees her or himself to love—to the death.

Often times, the greatest peace comes of surrender.

We can only lose what we have first claimed.

It is that to which we cling that drags us to the bottom of the abyss. There is real power at having nothing to lose.

Fate does not bend for us-we must bend to it.

Never put a question mark where God puts a period.

Faith does not need to push the river because faith is able to trust that there is a river. The river is flowing. We are in it.

The ego hates losing – even to God.

Paint ghosts over everything, the sadness of everything. We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow. We smuggled ourselves into ourselves. Haunted by each other's knowledge. To hide somewhere is not surrender, it is trickery. All day the snow falls down, all night the snow. I try to guess your trajectory and end up telling my own story. We left footprints in the slush of ourselves, getting out of there.

I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don't want them, so I take them back and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists.

His hands keep turning into birds, and his hands keep flying away from him. Eventually the birds must land.

I cut off my head and threw it in the sky.

I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don't want them, so I take them back and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists.

here we are at the place where I get to beg for it where I get to say Please, for just one night, will you lay down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up? or will I say Roll over and let me fuck you till you puke, Henry, you owe me this much, you can indulge me this at least, can't you? but we both know how it goes. I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater, I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.