Quotes About Trust

The amount of risk you're willing to take in your life is a direct reflection of what you believe about God.

many relationships fail for the insistence of treating others as problems to be solved, rather than as hearts to be known and loved.

I simply align myself with you again today.

Don't let your experience of God up to this point limit what you might enjoy with him in the coming years.

I give the Self Life to you, God. I abandon it, release it, deny it, turn it over to you. I'd much rather have you.

Jesus, I surrender the Self Life to you.

stop doubting and believe?" (John 20:27). Thomas had a decision to make in that moment, a decision he was quite capable of making, a decision our Lord was waiting for him to make. Thomas's experience was waiting on a choice.

I am surrendering it, turning it over to Jesus, relinquishing its every right.

The key to receiving answers to prayers for guidance is to let go of our constant attempt to "figure things out." Really

I don't trust a man who hasn't suffered; I don't let a man get close to me who hasn't faced his wound.

Given the right plan, everything in life can be managed . . . except your heart.

I don't think the intelligence reports are all that hot. Some days I get more out of the New York Times.

A nation that is afraid to let its people judge the truth and falsehood in an open market is a nation that is afraid of its people.

The fierce beauty and proud independence of this great bird symbolizes the strength and freedom of America. But as latter-day citizens we shall fail our trust if we permit the eagle to disappear.

Que nunca negociemos por medo, mas que jamais tenhamos medo de negociar.

Let us never negotiate out of fear. But let us never fear to negotiate.

O God, Thy Sea Is So Great And My Boat Is So Small

So let us begin anew - remembering on both sides that civility is not a sign of weakness, and sincerity is always subject to proof

The very word Secrecy is repugnant in a free and open society.

She was a mirror that did not lie; whose interest in me was real; whose love was real.

She argued. She cried. She took my faltering, my tortured refusals for something far finer than they really were. At the end of the afternoon, before we left the wood, and with a solemnity and sincerity, a complete dedication of herself that I cannot describe to you because such unconditional promising is another extinct mystery...she said, Whatever happens I shall never marry anyone but you.

All would be well when she was truly his; in his bed and in his bank ... and of course in his heart, too.

The feeling that he would probably betray me. And I've always thought of marriage as a sort of young adventure, two people of the same age setting out together, discovering together, growing together. But I would have nothing to tell him, nothing to show him. All the helping would be on his side.

He uses my heart. Then turns and tramples on it.