Quotes About Trust

If it all just happened overnight, you would never learn to believe in what you cannot see...

He know where He wants to take me, and He'll get me there, in spite of myself.

Remind me why I'm doing this again?" I whispered back. "For your real friends, of course: Me, Caleb, and Chad." "That's sweet of you to say, but I'm not sure we're all friends. Mr. Darcy over here," I indicated Caleb with a nod, "finds me barely tolerable.

I want to know everything about you, so I tell you everything about myself.

He wondered how we know that what happens to us isn't good.

Mama used to say that when you don't know what to do, do nothing. She meant you can try too hard to solve a problem. If you give it a little time, the answer might just come to you plain as day.

When Jesus told His followers, "Unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 18:3), He was pointing toward the vulnerability and openness that are essential for those of us who aren't children to inherit the kingdom of God. This identification with children was important to Fred.

Fred was trying to preserve that special connection that children have with God, their absolute trust and acceptance, and at the same time, he was trying to loose their parents from the prison-house. For Fred, the prison-house included the "stuff" that we collect to fill up our lives, things like new cars and new houses that have left us empty as we've grown and matured into "adults" just like the ones the Little Prince met along the way.

Cisterns are made to hold water, but there was no water in it at the time. Had there been, Joseph could have drowned. Instead he stayed relatively safe inside the cistern until his brothers inadvertently moved him toward his destiny in Egypt. Reflecting on my own cistern experience, I realized that God's intention was not to drown me, not to overwhelm me with illness, but only to hold me still for a while.

I think one of the greatest gifts that we can give anybody is the gift of one more honest adult in that person's life—whether [the recipient] be a child or an adult.

That's what we both wanted. To be read. To be asked. To have someone in our lives we couldn't fool.

He taught me that taking one's time, especially in relationships, allows the other person to know he or she is worth the time.

I think it's exactly like that. When you think you can't do it anymore. You have to ignore it and keep going. Trust in your training.

Sometimes I wonder if that's the thing that will break us in the long run. That it's so hard for you to trust in us.

Being someone's rock, even if only in a temporary way, would always be heart-worthy.

I love you. I want to shout it sometimes. I know you worry about our letters and texts getting read--shades of WWII, haunting us still, I guess, and I'm well aware that nothing's safe on the internet. I worry too. You need to know that when I say it, when I ask you to say it, it's because my lungs feel full of dark water, and seeing it or writing it lets me breathe.

I'm still not a god," he said apologetically. Crick stood behind him and pulled his shoulders back against that wide, strong chest. "Better than a god," Crick murmured. "You're the reason to have faith.

and his head and shoulders were on the bed next to the boy who had captured his heart like cupped hands would capture a butterfly, and had never, ever clutched him too tight and never let him go.

if I was going to play this game and love it, it had to love me back.

This time, he fumbled for Collin's hand in the elevator. He still felt like a thief, there was no denying it, but sometimes thieves stole things because they needed them to live.

Turns out that sometimes, faith and a sense of humor really can be all you need.

That night Tommy kissed him and eased his way into Chase's body so gently that when Chase came, his vision washed in white, not red, and it did for him what sex with Tommy always did for him: set him free and let him fly.

For Christ's sake, Ian, he was stealing your cash! I hope you at least wore a raincoat, you feel me? Ian blinked. Why would I want a raincoat, Joel? I was having sex. Joel put his face in his hands, closed his eyes tight, and prayed that when he looked up and opened then Ian would be kidding. He wasn't

Green smiled at me, all that compassion in his eyes, and he cupped my face in his hands, as though it were delicate, and precious. "You must never leave me," he said solemnly. "You may take as many lovers as you want, but you must promise to always be here to make me feel like I can do all that needs to be done.