Quotes About Trust

Thank goodness God is still faithful even when we're faithless.

He sank in emotion, but kept praying, lifting Beth up to the throne of heaven, laying her in the arms of God, begging him for healing. Even Logan, who usually prayed in halting one-sentence prayers, talked openly to God, appealing to the Creator of the universe to pull Beth from the edge of death.

I'm glad my first date is with you, Nate," she said as we started out of the house. "In a lot of ways, it feels like coming home." "I was thinking the same thing.

As if I were a dog, to follow at your heels.

If I'm losing balance in a pose, I stretch higher and God reaches down to steady me. It works every time, and not just in yoga.

You'll meet more angels on a winding path than on a straight one.

Jealousy injures us with the dagger of self-doubt.

Worry ducks when purpose flies overhead.

If God asks that you bend, bend and do not complain. He is making you more flexible, and for this be thankful.

I want to giggle myself to sleep each night and jump on the fluffy, comforting pillows of faith.

If spring betrays the summer, would autumn never arrive?

Prayer is a triumph, in whatever form.

If spring betrays summer, would autumn never arrive?

Sunbeams out of the clouds Faith out of all my doubt.

If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.

If I'm losing balance in a pose, I stretch higher and God reaches down to steady me. It works every time, and not just in yoga.

Jealousy hyphenates love in all the wrong places.

I pet her and she pays me back in purrs.

Love is when you can be your true self with someone, and you only want to be your true self because of them.

Angels will not disintegrate with logic, but they are more likely to fly for those who believe.

A few days earlier, as Steve stepped off a dinghy, his boot had gotten tangled in a rope. "Watch out for that rope," I said. He shot me a look that said, I've just caught forty-nine crocodiles in three weeks, and you're thinking I'm going to fall over a rope? I laughed sheepishly. It seemed absurd to caution Steve about being careful.

Once again I marveled at Steve's instincts. He knew that this particular snake would be okay for me to pick up. He never hesitated, he never yelled at me or coached me--until I asked for help. Then he simply told me what to do.

The lessons I took away from that trip always stayed with me. Give Steve the benefit of the doubt. If he takes off running after an emu, get the camera ready, because he'll come back with one. If he says he'll find a specific spot in a desolate landscape that he last visited more than twenty years before, don't question him. Just ask him when he thinks we'll get there.

You are now the angel leaning over my shoulder, whispering in my ear that I can do anything--you always believed in me.