Quotes About Support

She needed help, but God was in a meeting whenever she rang.

Oh for god's sake. I'll just carry you.

When I lose my larger sense of supporting people to be their best, I lessen my contact with the God inside me.

God brings people into our lives precisely when we need them.

As a Christian, I think it's really important to find a man of God to trust and be supportive of me.

It's nice when people say, 'God, I've been listening to you since 1963 or 1985, or whatever.' I appreciate anybody who goes out and buys music these days.

All the religions of the world describe God pre-eminently as the Friend of the friendless, Help of the helpless, and Protector of the weak.

People are telling me they're praying for me. They're proud of me. They're thankful for the things I've said in the mainstream media. I have to give the glory to God for that.

God sits enthroned, ready to listen, to help.

I also grew up with community co-parents who looked out for each other. They looked out for children and tried to be the hands of God. They tried to live their faith.

God, the boring relative everyone ignores--no one calls, no one writes--until they need a serious favor.

God understands how you feel and has faced what you face.

What you do for a tree, God does for you.

So between you and me," I tell Justine on the phone that night, "we're either bitchy or stupid." "Oh God," she moans. "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot." "Thanks!

It's too late. Seventeen-year-olds don't need fathers. Oh god. I'm thirty-four years old and I need a father. I can't even begin to think what my daughter needs.

He who reforms, God assists.

Beware of making a woman cry. God is counting her tears.

God, I needed you," he murmured. "I can't even tell you how many times I thought about this. The funny thing is, I don't need you any less now. I think I need you more." ~Shane~

The laws are with us, and God on our side.

God has been with me in my whole career.

For a moment, they all stood staring at each other. Then Holly shattered the stillness by throwing herself at Angela. "God, Angie!" she exclaimed, arms locked around her neck. "What Happened?

Thank God for your mother.

I've changed after 9/11. My friends are still my friends.Bill Maher is my friend. I don't agree with a lot of what he says. And there are times I think, "Oh, my God. How could he say that."

It is a cheering thought to think that God is on the side of the best digestion.