Quotes About Surrender

I am sure of God's hand and guidance... You must never doubt that I am thankful and glad to go the way which I am being led. My past life is abundantly full of God's mercy and, above all sin, stands the forgiving love of the Crucified.

Had Levi stayed at his post, Jesus might have been his present help in trouble, but not the Lord of his whole life. In other words Levi would never have learnt to believe.

Not enslaved to principles but bound by love for God, they have become free from the problems and conflicts of ethical decision. They are no longer weighed down by them. They belong completely and solely to God and God's will.

And we can pray only when we realize that we cannot do anything, that we have reached our limit, that someone else must make that new beginning.

Yet neither father nor mother, neither wife nor child, neither nationality nor tradition, can protect a man at the moment of his call. It is Christ's will that he should be thus isolated, and that he should fix his eyes solely upon him.

g. What does it mean to love God?[444] Loving God means giving him everything that belongs to me; it means wishing nothing for myself; it means asking his will before everything you do;[445] it means gladly thinking about him, praying to him, gladly hearing and reading his word.

Jesus Christ in his word must be our death and our life.

The only way is by mortifying our own wills which are always obtruding themselves. And the only way to do this is by letting Christ alone reign in our hearts, by surrendering our wills completely to him, by living in fellowship with Jesus and by following him. Then we can pray that his will may be done

I believe that God will give us all the strength we need to help us to resist in all times of distress. But He never gives it in advance, lest we should rely on ourselves and not on Him alone.

Costly grace is the treasure hidden in the field; for the sake of it a man will gladly go and sell all that he has. It is the pearl of great price to buy which the merchant will sell all his goods. It is the kingly rule of Christ, for whose sake a man will pluck out the eye which causes him to stumble; it is the call of Jesus Christ at which the disciple leaves his nets and follows him.

There is the question of resistance and of submission in the right place; that is, resistance to the devil is only possible in the fullest submission to the hand of God.

We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God.

The end of the rope stops in the palm of God.

Our worship of God is not a part of our lives; worship is our lives.

Prayer is not about a list; prayer is about a lifestyle.

Let us join Him in accomplishing His will today rather than our own.

We must not simply desire God; we must live in total dependence.

When we first come to faith in Christ, we often think it was simply of our own choosing. Only later do we realize we would have never taken that step of faith apart from His grace drawing us near to Him.

The solution to our human frailty is not to try harder, but to turn Godward.

I muri nudi ed umidi, il silenzio, lo squallore delle luci: tutti là dentro parevano essersi dimenticati che in qualche parte del mondo esistevano fiori, donne ridenti, case allegre e ospitali. Tutto là dentro era una rinuncia, ma per chi, per quale misterioso bene?

Ferma, ferma!" si vorrebbe gridare, ma si capisce ch'è inutile. Tutto fugge via, gli uomini, le stagioni, le nubi; e non serve aggrapparsi alle pietre, resistere in cima a qualche scoglio, le dita stanche si aprono, le braccia si afflosciano inerti, si è trascinati ancora nel fiume, che pare lento ma non si ferma mai.

Tudo se esvai, os homens, as estações, as nuvens; e não adianta agarrar-se às pedras, resistir no topo de algum escolho, os dedos cansados se abrem, os braços se afrouxam, inertes, acaba-se arrastado pelo rio, que parece lento, mas não para nunca.

Everything goes by — men, the seasons, the clouds, and there is no use clinging to the stones, no use fighting it out on some rock in midstream; the tired fingers open, the arms fall back inertly and you are still dragged into the river, the river which seems to flow so slowly yet never stops.

A ?ovek umire jedino kad mora i kad ne?e.