Quotes About Grace

Society is like a large piece of frozen water; and skating well is the great art of social life.

There is more reason to say grace before beginning a book than there is to say it before beginning to dine.

I own that I am disposed to say grace upon twenty other occasions in the course of the day besides my dinner. I want a form for setting out upon a pleasant walk, for a moonlight ramble, for a friendly meeting, or a solved problem. Why have none for books, those spiritual repasts - a grace before Milton - a grace before Shakespeare - a devotional exercise proper to be said before reading the Fairy Queen?

There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved it is God's finger on man's shoulder.

Love is letting him win even though you know you could slaughter him.

Beyond the ephemeral and the dark stands "a sign from eternity, solemn and mighty, bathed in the radiance of the divine sun of grace and light—the cross. And there [God] hangs, his arms outstretched as if to embrace the entire world in love."42

We're all fallen people in a fallen world.

As strange as it sounds, broken people are fixed by other broken people. It's God's economy.

And they ate supper before they said grace...Oh, um...she moved into his house, stayed awhile, and then they got married.

Child, the Lord gives you what you need, when you need it.

This side of the grave, no one--and I don't care who they are or what sin or sins they have or are committing--is too far gone.

Forgiveness offered -especially when so undeserved - cuts chains off the human heart that no other power in any universe anywhere can rattle much less break....love did what hatred can not and never will.

We're all broken, all walk with a limp. Here is the truth about you and me: even when in a far-off country, wasted life, stripped bare, smeared, squandered, nothing but scar tissue and shameful, self-inflicted wounds, the love of the Father finds the son and daughter.

Love is an amazing thing. It takes the brokenness, the scars, the pain, the darkness, everything, and makes it all new.

We stood in silence, and yet I heard a familiar voice saying, Listen here, child, that's God's little girl, baggage and all, so don't go judging the cover. He doesn't care what she looks like. He'll take her and us any way he can get us. Just like the woman at the well. Best you switch lenses and start seeing her that way too.

The mango was a mirror image of my last few days. Once beautiful, placed on display for all the world to see, it had been ripped from it's perch, thrown to the ground, rolled in manure and squalor, and left to rot. While that might have bruised it and soiled its skin, it didn't' change it's nature or what it freely offered, for once I peeled it back, an inexplicable sweetness was waiting to be discovered and tasted and consumed.

deep. Something only God can do. He both broke and filled my heart at the same time. I still don't understand that. Over

Just because something is broken doesn't mean it's no good. Doesn't mean you throw it away. It just means it's broken, and broken is okay. I wanted to tell her that broken is still beautiful, still works, still wakes me in the morning, and at the end of every day past and those to come, I can love broken.

man's greatest need is forgiveness while his greatest desire is power. [Bones]

Could you wash Judas's feet?

Sin requires blood. I can't explain why. It just is. Somewhere in here, I came to grips with the beautiful, tender, magnificent, barbaric, soul-shattering, eternal, unequivocal reality that the birth, life, and death of this innocent boy and magnificent Man are simply my King's first step from throne to trough to cross to tomb to hell to God's right hand. As a result, I am blood bought. Blood washed. And blood redeemed.

a glimmer of hope return from somewhere deep, rising like a phoenix out of the ashes of defeat and impossibility. In a whisper I was accustomed to, she said "Thank you" and

I've been asking the Lord to forgive me for the things in my past that brought this upon all of you. I have asked before, and I will ask again, please forgive me.

And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying.