Quotes About Miracle

Fashion, after all, is magic and miracle…intended to bestow proportion and beauty where both have been lost or faded with the years.

Let us not seek to make it less monstrous, for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty, lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are embarrassed by the miracle, and crushed by remonstrance.

The best birthday present I ever got was born 10 minutes before I was.

It's the dreams we're unaware of that are the most important ones. God sees into our hearts and knows our souls inside out. Our conscious dreams may go unfulfilled, hut the Lord's dreams—those deeper ones—are always realized. We just have to keep our eyes open to see the miracle when it happens.

Suppose you fell over with this fish. Is there anything you could do? Sure. Pray. It'd be like falling out of an airplane without a parachute and hoping you'll land in a haystack. The only thing that'd save you would be God, and since He pushed you overboard in the first place, I wouldn't give a nickel for your chances.

God really performs the miracle of multiplying our time, but only if we give it to him first.

Too late, but I understand. That we don't perish of understanding everything too late, that is a miracle. But we do perish of that -- of just that.

He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, "Peace, be still!" And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. MARK 4:39

The early-twentieth-century historian Simon Dubnow, one of the three towering Jewish historians of the modern age (along with Heinrich Graetz and Salo W. Baron), wrote of the "secret of the existence" of the Jews. Despite his own abandonment of religious belief as an adolescent, he echoed the explanation of traditionalists for whom Jewish survival was a supernatural miracle.

Then one day you wake up normal, restored to health—a miracle. At first you're incredibly grateful—your appetite's back, and your energy level. There's a bit of you, though, that misses the razor's edge, the terrible thrill that at any moment you might lose control fo yourself and finally know what total disgrace feels like.

Sometimes, life seems to have a higher meaning. Events unfold in uncanny sequences. Long-forgotten acquaintances turn up with news that changes lives. A stranger appears and speaks a few words of wisdom, solving a previously insoluble problem, or something in a recent dream transpires in reality. Suddenly the existence of God seems confirmed.

From all these friends, I could not escape learning some of the statistics that I preferred not to know. Forty-one people at the mall had been wounded. Nineteen had died. Everyone said it was a miracle that only nineteen perished. What has gone wrong with our world when nineteen dead can seem like any kind of miracle?

A number of my fellow religious studies majors- muddled agnostics who didn't know which way was up, who were in the thrall of reason, that fools good for the bright- reminded me of the three toed sloth; and the three toed sloth, such a beautiful example of the miracle of life, reminded me of God.

The voice said, "I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds, as great as they are. I have survived so far, miraculously. Now I will turn miracle into routine. The amazing will be seen every day. I will put in all the hard work necessary. Yes, so long as God is with me, I will not die. Amen.

And so it happened again, the daily miracle whereby interiority opens out and brings to bloom the million-petalled flower of being here, in the world, with other people. Neither as hard as she had thought it might be nor as easy as it appeared.

There's absolutely nothing that the God I believe in cannot do.

I believe that all things are possible under God.

I've said that before: I believe in God. With God, anything is possible.

I asked God for a healthy baby. An answer arrived in my daughter.

You don't know, my dear minister, all that can be made in the provinces of a judicial affair when adroitly manipulated, — cooked, as I may say. In my long and laborious career at the bar I saw plenty of that kind of miracle. But a parliamentary debate is another thing. In that there's no need of proof; one can kill one's man with probabilities and assertions, if hotly maintained.

Femeile pot iubi fara a fi fericite si pot fi fericite fara a iubi. A iubi si a fi fericita, a intruni aceste doua mari bucurii omenesti - asta seamana a Minune.

Trust in God for great things. With your five loaves and two fishes He will show you a way to feed thousands.

The miracle of the ministry is that God handpicked us to be his representatives to this generation.

When a miracle happens, even if not to you, its nature is to naturally expand. You can almost feel the warmth on your face.