Quotes About Grace

Humility is a magnet for His affection.

I chose you because the One who beckoned me to follow Him also chose you. For me.

Finding a seat in the back, she worshipped with the early service congregation, eyes closed, arms held wide, her heart offering it all to the One who wooed her with love and grace. Unconditional and uncompromising. Perfectly done on His part, not so much hers. But

God told you to leave that trunk in the basement for me?" Incredulous. Doubt. Awe. "I think He did. I believe He did. And you found it. And you wore it.

But isn't the core of forgiveness that the debt is paid? You don't owe the offended anymore.

Heaven is breaking into our world.

You don't need me or Gus to make you a princess. You are loved by God and that alone makes you royalty.

Humility is a magnet for God's affection,

But for God...

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Of course love is never earned. It is a grace we give one another. Anything we need to earn is only approval.

What we don't often realize is that stopping to rest is also an act of worship. It's not just something we do for ourselves—something we get to decide if and when it is needed. It's something we do with God, honoring Him.

Irrepressible hope, unsurpassable peace, inexplicable joy, unfailing comfort, patient endurance, and amazing grace await us in the dark times if we'll seek Him in them. Finding these treasures, we experience calm despite the storm. We develop spiritual beauty and spiritual strength—and others are drawn to us in their own times of need.

We've all got our issues, our baggage experiences, our pet peeves, our weaknesses, our harebrained ideas, our nutty hang-ups and quirks, and areas of our character that God is still working on. That's just the way it is on this side of eternity. So we have to be willing to freely give and receive grace and to give and receive help. Because when we don't, people wind up isolated, hurting, and wondering if it's worth the risk to connect with others.

I know it sounds a bit corny, but I do think that beauty and sexiness come from within.

It is indeed like certain lovely women who, now old, belong to a bygone generation—women who in youth were passionate but seemly; difficult to win but when won, all-fulfilling.

he didn't have to carry his pain alone, that the entire town wanted to help. This was a beautiful, comfortable, warm place for him to heal—for Wes to see that life could once more be filled with grace, with beauty. With love.

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People make mistakes. You can either let it eat away at you from the inside until you're hollowed out and have nothing good left. Or you can learn to accept that none of us can change our past. All we can do is move forward and make something better out of the rest of our days.

Butterflies are symbols of hope. They land beside us, like sunbeams, and belong to us for a moment, but then they fly away. And while we wish they might have stayed longer to share their beauty, we feel blessed for having s-seen them.

People make mistakes. You can either let it eat away at you from the inside until you're hallowed out and have nothing good left. Or you can learn to accept that none of us can change our past. All we can do is move forward and make something better out of the rest of our days

aren't we lucky that the terrible choices we made when we were young don't have to define us for the rest of our lives?

Walk with pride and great stride ...with love in your heart where peace does reside.

Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.