Quotes About Surrender

The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.

Ernst von Paulus,

For the arrow of fate cannot be parried by the shield of effort once God's decree has already passed another way.

who had surrendered and thrown themselves at the mercy of the Afghans, were to a man executed on Durrani's orders. The Peshwa Ballaji Rao died broken-hearted soon after: 'his mind

The Marathas soon detected their movements, surrounded them and fell on the column at first light: 350 were dead before noon. Egerton had no option but to surrender, and six days later signed the humiliating Treaty of Wadgaon. With this he handed over Raghunath Rao and several senior Company hostages and agreed to give up a swathe of Company territory to the Marathas.

All love is lost but upon God alone.

[T]hey stretch you on a table. Then they bid you close your eyelids, And they mask you with a napkin, And the anæsthetic reaches Hot and subtle through your being.

Addictions [...] started out like magical pets, pocket monsters. They did extraordinary tricks, showed you things you hadn't seen, were fun. But came, through some gradual dire alchemy, to make decisions for you. Eventually, they were making your most crucial life-decisions. And they were [...] less intelligent than goldfish.

He makes the heart new, and having made it fit for heavenly motion, setting every wheel, as it were, in its right place, then he winds it up by his actuating grace, and sets it on going, the thoughts to stir, the will to move and make towards the holy object presented; yet here the chariot is set, and cannot ascend the hill of action till God puts his shoulder to the wheel: 'to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not,' Rom. 7:18.

You see when a soul comes over from Satan's quarters unto Christ, and has but once the experience of that sweetness which is in his service, there is no getting him back to his old drudgery; as

Here is godliness in triumph—when the Christian can carve contentment out of God's providence, whatever the dish is that is set before him.

It took a long time to get past the wall my demand for objective reality erected, but eventually I learned how to surrender my quest for reality and simply enjoy the experience for itself. And, slowly, I began to realize that "reality" was quite different, and a whole lot weirder, than I'd ever imagined possible.

I gave up lots of things I love doing: writing, and business, and playing the piano and so on.

God, save me and I will serve You as long as I live!

If we put everything in God's hands, maybe we don't have to be afraid anymore.

Anger, hate, jealousy, envy, fear. Fill your pockets with these heavy stones and you spend your life trying not to drown. Throw them away and you float. The great current of life simply sweeps you up and carries you joyously to the place you were always meant to come to. Make no mistake, you will arrive there either way, through struggle or surrender. But one is the way of pain, the other of peace.

I try not to want. I try instead to accept.

Life is a blessing and death a deliverance. Both are gifts, and neither is in our hands.

But I'd come to a time when I couldn't deal with these broken things anymore. There were too many of them. I couldn't fix them. I didn't have the strength. I couldn't hold them in my mind. I didn't even want to know about them.

Women like not only to conquer, but to be conquered.

I have a secret thought from some things I have observed, that God may perhaps design you for some singular service in the world.

Oh that I could spend every moment of my life to God's glory.

I have received my all from God. Oh that I could return my all to God

It is sweet to be nothing and less than nothing that Christ may be all in all.