Quotes About Trust

By my father's own handwritten definition: Faith is the confident assurance that something we want is going to happen. It is the certainty that what we hope for is waiting for us even though we still cannot see it ahead of us.

So this is what my mother-in-law taught me: To protect my husband so he would protect me. To fear him and think this was respect.

I once thought love was supposed to be nothing but bliss. I now know it is also worry and grief, hope and trust.

I'm not consciously hiding anything.' After Ruth said that she wondered whether it was true. Then again, who revealed everything - the irritation, the fears? How tiresome that would be.

When something that violent hits you, you can't help but lose your balance and fall. And after you pick yourself up, you realize you can't trust anybody to save you—not your husband, not your mother, not God. So what can you do to stop yourself from tilting and falling all over again?

My father put his life in God's hands, and he encouraged us, his children, to believe that if we had absolute faith, God would take care of the rest. Miracles would happen.

Turn around then and lean against that boulder with your bottom facing me. I'll enter you from behind. Are you damp yet?" In

Lies spread faster than you can catch them.

But how can anyone truly understand another's suffering unless he has felt the wound being made and the moment trust died?

Actually, I'm hoping we might have that. A commitment through time, past, present, future... marriage.

Believe me, daughter, there is nothing worse than having your own family member out for revenge.

As with all hardships, he took this as yet another test of faith. He almost seemed glad he had been called upon on to endure it. And show how great his faith was. He would pass the test and save his son.

But my father's faith, as I said, was absolute. Through God's prayer he could be granted exactly what he wanted.

God never wastes an experience or trial in our lives. Good or bad, easy or painful, he is able to use everything in our lives to grow us and make us more like him.

What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.

When you trust, you are tender and delicate, but when you doubt, you are dangerous and destructive

I am in great terror of your understanding by which you penetrate into my world; and then I stand revealed and I have shared my kingdom with you.

You haven't loved yet, he said. You've only been trying to love; beginning to love. Trust alone is not love, illusion is not love, desire alone is not love. All these were paths leading you out of yourself, it is true, and so you thought they led to another, but you never reached the other. You were only on the way.

His entire body was pleading for reassurance, and if her whole love was not enough what else could she give him to cure his doubt?

Perhaps I should not tell him the dream. It puts me in his hands, it is giving him too much

In this instant of danger they realized they were each other's reason for living, and into this instant they threw their whole being.

It is hard for me to believe in continuous, sustained happiness, just as it is hard for me to believe in love.

I am quite wiling to confide entirely in human being, except that at some moment or another human beings get preoccupied, moody, busy, inattentive, and there come an end to the interest, and this never happens in a journal!

She abandoned herself to his whim, thinking it was to be an orgy of eyes and hands only.