Quotes About Grace

The lady of situations.

Lord, I am not worthy Lord, I am not worthy but speak the word only.

Lady of silences Calm and distressed Torn and most whole Rose of memory Rose of forgetfulness Exhausted and life-giving Worried reposeful The single Rose Is now the Garden Where all loves end Terminate torment Of love unsatisfied The greater torment Of love satisfied End of the endless Journey to no end Conclusion of all that Is inconclusible Speech without word and Word of no speech Grace to the Mother For the Garden Where all love ends.

By this grace dissolved in place What is this face, less clear and clearer The pulse in the arm, less strong and stronger— Given or lent? more distant than stars and nearer than the eye Whispers and small laughter between leaves and hurrying feet Under sleep, where all the waters meet. (from Marina)

Humility is endless.

forgive those assembled for any damnable, prideful foolishness that might be spoken here. We are Your children.

The secret of the charm of the lotus is that none can say wherin its beauty lies; for some say this, and some say that, but all agree that it is beautiful. And so indeed it is with woman.

I respect you heaps, lady knight. I'd've thrown myself off a bridge, getting this assignment. You, you're there with lists and plans. You listen to every flap-mouthed bumpkin who thinks he can do your task better, and you answer with a smile and thanks. Why, you've inspired me to be a blessing to my fellow bumpkin, just like you.

Usually, she liked to be big and strong, it helped her to handle iron, brass and bronze. Still, now and then she wanted a little elegance...

To Mareme, he nodded politely. At Cyrion he smiled with love.

The physical power of real love is staggering, because real forgiveness is staggering...

Always remember you have been given the power to forgive any offense, and in so doing, remove it from your awareness as far as the east is from the west. True Vision is his gift, allowing you to see no blame; forgiveness is your truest purpose in the life. Seventy times seven, always leaving the old self in a watery grave and rising to find no fault. That's grace, that's true baptism and that's good news...

Let go of your right to take offense at all that ever threatened you and all that threatens you still. Release the fear your understanding shows you in this storm. Turn even the other cheek.

Release any offense, not only against others but against the world. Find no offense in the waves. Trust Yeshua instead.

But He did not say *become* perfect. He said *be* perfect. And that mystery is unveiled in Yeshua Himself. For you are now in Him, and He is perfect.

didn't say pardon. I said forgive. When I say forgive, I mean to see no fault or offense in the troubled sea. Let go of even the thought that it threatens you or has offended you. See it as innocent. Offer it no blame or defense. Stand tall and offer it, instead, your other cheek, no longer offended.

He knew me through and through and he found no shame in me.

It seems as though we Christians have developed a nasty habit of leading people into a radical encounter with God's unconditional love, forgiveness, acceptance, and union only to spend the ensuing years teaching them how to become close to God to earn his approval.

When God calls his children home, there's no death, no sting. There's only new life. Resurrection.

There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel's veins. And those plunged beneath that watery grave to drink of his blood will never be the same.

Grace is calling the one who's trying to protect her 'Bobbie,'" he said. Ben thought about that. Eli rarely spoke about the particulars of the world at large, enslaved to darkness as it was. And Ben had long ago realized that it wasn't his place to ask for particulars. So much was beyond his understanding

I spun back and saw Eli standing in the midst of the chaos, undisturbed. I rushed for him, grabbed his arm, and fell to my knees before him. "Save us!" I cried. Surely he could, with the power I had seen him use. He looked down at me lovingly and smiled. "Remember, Grace, you are the light!" he cried above the cacophony. "Just like me.

Be careful, Grace, Bobbie's familiar voice warned. An echo in my mind alone. And then she was there, standing across the street, hidden in shadow, invisible to others because she was there only for me. To protect me, I thought. Against things coming. My father had come and brought the boy, Eli. Protect your heart. Even from the boy? From everything. Yes, I thought, protect my heart from everything.

In the same way, we who are clothed in Christ have great power and none greater than to love—without which, to quote Paul, the rest is nothing. But only in surrendering the old business suit do we see who we really are.