Quotes About Grace

you constantly think, 'If I'm nice to people and treat them well, they'll appreciate it and behave better.' They won't, but it's still not a bad way to live.

Is it not a magical thing, this life, when just a little ash, cinder, and unclear water can arrange themselves into a beautiful old woman who sways, lifts, kisses, loves, sickens, argues, loses, bears up under it all, and, wrinkling, still lives under all that and yet feeds the Holy in Nature by just the way she moves barefoot down a path?

Space is as important as content, and silence as important as singing. Our music and art should be filled with more beauty, more grace, and definitely more space. In the layer beneath the text God speaks to us; in the silence we hear God's heartbeat;

O most compassionate Lord Jesus, I implore Thee for the sake of Thy bitter Passion and death, and through the Last Judgment at which Thou wilt be the Judge of the whole world, grant me grace to live in such a manner that at the resurrection I may arise with joy and not with shame." Amen.

God be merciful to me a sinner. Luke 18:13

Take care and God bless, Martina x

She is in every flower you see and every butterfly and in the clouds and in the trees.

The Secret Book of James1 The Letter of James (1, 1–8) [James]2 writes to….3 Peace be [with you from] peace, [love] from love, [grace] from grace, [faith] from faith, life from holy life. Secret Books (1, 8–2, 7) You have asked me to send you a secret book revealed to me and Peter by the master,4 and I could not turn you

No one can obtain this grace without putting on perfect light and becoming perfect light. Whoever puts on light will enter [the place of rest]. This is perfect [light, and] we [must] become [perfect humans] before we leave [the world].

Because we have God's Spirit, we have EVERYTHING we need to succeed at life and godliness. We

The Bible presents a grace-soaked, spectacular vision for female beauty. It insists that the King is enthralled—ENTHRALLED!—with the beauty of every woman who puts her faith in Him. We

The reason the Lord holds you to the fire is not to punish you, but to reveal the splendor of Christ through your life. It's not so that you might earn God's favor; it's because you've already received God's favor.

See how people smile when they see a butterfly? They can't help themselves. Butterflies are joy with wings.

I can't change the past. I can't take the hurt back. But I can soften it if I can just learn how to accept it.

speak quietly to yourself & promise there will be better days. whisper gently to yourself and provide assurance that you really are extending your best effort. console your bruised and tender spirit with reminders of many other successes. offer comfort in practical and tangible ways - as if you were encouraging your dearest friend. recognize that on certain days the greatest grace is that the day is over and you get to close your eyes. tomorrow comes more brightly...

in the cold you wrap me. in my uncertainty you listen. in all my joys you celebrate. at every turn you meet me with competence and grace. what a fine dance we have together.

The answer, of course, in the mouth of a Christian teacher is that in Christianity alone is there both present joy and future hope.

When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.

Divine love always has met and always will meet every human need.

What's for you, won't pass you.

I lay my tasks down one by one; I sit in the silence of twilight grace. Out of the shadows, deep and dun, Steals, like a star, my Baby's face. .... I will take up my work once more, As if I had never laid it down. Who will dream that I ever wore, In triumph, motherhood's sacred crown? .... Nevertheless, the way is long, And tears leap up in the light of the sun. I'd give my world for a cradle-song, And a kiss from Baby—only one.

A fist, delicate and lily white, punched out of the snow and smacked Daniel in the nose. He jerked backward, his feet slipped, and he landed on his backside. He looked at the hole in the snow made by the fist and saw Grace's cherry-red nose poking out of the snowdrift. He suspected his nose was now the same color, and not because of the cold. "Well, it's certainly nice to see you boys." Grace smiled and pulled her nose back out of sight.

Love the Lord, all you his saints! The Lord preserves the faithful but abundantly repays the one who acts in pride.

Mercy, peace and love be yours in abundance.