Quotes About Surrender

All I wanted then was for everything to go on as before, so that I could stay deeply asleep, and be no more than a hole in space, not here or anywhere at all, for as long as possible, preferably forever.

Hell had at least been familiar; she knew that, if she'd been capable of feeling anything, she would have felt afraid of this irresistible force that had picked her up like a scrap of paper and was sweeping her into the void, right out of the world as she knew it, as if whirling her off the earth altogether.

I want My children's eyes set on Me, hoping in Me, not looking at the passing panorama of earthly events being played out before them. I want them to look beyond, to look up, to see at last the distant shore toward which they are sailing, filling their hearts and minds, their eyes and ears with Me. This will bring the hope that gives peace.

Daemon clung to Surreal as she flew along the Winds, too weak to argue, too spent to care. His heart, however... His heart held on fiercely to Jaenelle's soft, sighing caress of his name. Everything has a price.

I know I owe my all to Thee, O, take this heart I cannot give. Do Thou my Strength my Saviour be; And make me to Thy glory live!

I have no horror of death: if I thought it inevitable I think I could quietly resign myself to the prospect ... But I wish it would please God to spare me not only for Papa's and Charlotte's sakes, but because I long to do some good in the world before I leave it. I have many schemes in my head for future practice -- humble and limited indeed -- but still I should not like them all to come to nothing, and myself to have lived to so little purpose. But God's will be done.

When you are falling in love it is always already too late: d?ute, as the poets say.

We are slaves to the gods. Whatever gods are.

Look at me. This is nobility in a man: to bear what falls from the gods and not say No.

Water is something you cannot hold. Like men. I have tried, Father, brother, lover, true friends, hungry ghosts and God, one by one all took themselves out of my hands.

When an ecstatic is asked the question, What is it that love dares the self to do? she will answer: Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.

Winter noon is on the rise. Weak suns yet alive are as virtue to suns of that other day. For the poor town dreams of surrender, mother never untender, mother gallant and gay.

Come," [Jesus] said. Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. MATTHEW 14:29

If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. MATTHEW 16:24

Nothing lies beyond the reach of prayer except that which lies outside the will of God. MRS. CHARLES E. COWMAN, Streams in the Desert (June 26)

I am laid low in the dust; preserve my life according to your word. PSALM 119:25

God can take the ugly stains in our lives, those scars that run deep, and transform them into masterpieces of His grace and mercy that will bless others. It's time for a makeover. Even now God can turn the ugliness of sin into beauty marks. Just come to Him and ask. Surrender your scars to His gentle touch.

You'll know your heart's been set aflame by the fire of revival when nothing else matters to you as much as He does — and your love for Him.

Stop resisting Him. Stop resenting Him. Stop complaining. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Stop demanding what you want. Stop focusing on the outer wrappings of yourself and your circumstances. Adjust your attitude. Change your mind about things — about yourself— about others — about Him. Relax in total trust. He knows what He's doing. Unwrap the package! Let go, and look up! Let Him open the eyes of your heart. OPEN YOUR EYES!

In the same way, any of you who does not give up everything he has cannot be my disciple. LUKE 14:33

That's what it means to be out of your mind. To let yourself be carried away by a dream. To give it room, let it grow wild and thick, until it overruns you.

You can get the monkey off your back, but the circus never leaves town

Go somewhere else. Somewhere safer." Anywhere else. God, please. Or he was likely to do something horribly awful, like surrender his sanity and kiss her.

Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all woman, all there, says kill me, kill me.