Quotes About Witness

Whether this tale be true or false, none can tell, for none were there to witness it themselves.

How much sense would it make, after all, for someone involved with a kidnapping to draw attention to himself by claiming to be a witness and telling an elaborate lie?

God uses not so much gifts for evangelism (though there is a biblical gift of evangelism) but the faithfulness of thousands and millions of Christians who would never say evangelism is their gift. Your conclusion that you are not gifted for a particular task does not absolve you of responsibility to obey. You may conclude that evangelism is not your gift, but it is still your duty. Not

Our individual lives alone are not a sufficient witness. Our lives together as church communities are the confirming echo of our witness.

We need more Spirit-empowered Christians who take seriously their call to witness to God's work in this world, and to do so in unity with other Christians, even if they don't agree on some secondary matters.

What is most healing about bearing witness to things exactly as they are, including my own part in my pain, is that when the voice of the pain fits the pain, there is no room for distortion or illusion. In this way, truth becomes a clean bandage that heals, keeping dirt out of the wound. To voice things as they are is the nearest medicine.

Essentially, all expression has two noble intentions: to try to say what is unsayable and to bear witness to what is.

At times all I would need is a single word, a simple little word of no importance, to be great, to speak in the voice of the prophets; a word of witness, a precise word, a subtle word, a word well steeped in my marrow, gone out of me, which would stand at the other limit of my being and which, for everyone else, would be nothing.

Even worse. Making vivid, interesting characters out of those girls and women? Mythologizing and novelizing their suffering? No." The man gives an exaggerated sigh. "I know this argument, and I don't buy it. If everyone felt the way you do, the world would remain ignorant about things it has every good reason to know. Writers have to bear witness, it's their vocation. Some would say the writer has no higher calling than to bear witness to injustice and suffering.

Alone: for the first time I understood the terrible significance of that word. Alone without a witness, without anyone to speak to, without refuge. The breath in my body, the blood in my veins, all this hurly-burly in my head existed for nobody.

It must feel wonderfully strange when, like Manette, one stands there, the only witness to a vanished world.

Mr. Oldbuck had been so much struck with the deportment of the fisherman and his mother, that, moved by compassion, and perhaps also, in some degree, by that curiosity which induces us to seek out even what gives us pain to witness, he preferred a solitary walk by the coast, for the purpose of again visiting the cottage as he passed.

It is (to describe it figuratively) as if an author were to make a slip of the pen, and as if this clerical error became conscious of being such. Perhaps this was no error but in a far higher sense was an essential part of the whole exposition. It is, then, as if this clerical error were to revolt against the author, out of hatred for him, were to forbid him to correct it, and were to say, No, I will not be erased, I will stand as a witness against thee, that thou art a very poor writer.

A Godly life is always the best advertisement for Christianity.

Teach us by your lives.

Satan will always provide a witness to where you have been, in order to challenge your fate.

Outsource your anxieties to God. This 'outsourcing' will help you in such a way that you will become only a witness to adverse situations, without becoming a part of the problem yourself.

What needs my Shakespeare for his honor'd bones,The labor of an age in piled stones,Or that his hallow'd relics should be hidUnder a star-y-pointing pyramid?Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?

What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labor of an age in pilèd stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-y-pointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?

Why don't people ask us about our hope? The answer is probably that we look as if we hope in the same things they do. Our lives don't look like they are on the Calvary road, stripped down for sacrificial love, serving others with the sweet assurance that we don't need to be rewarded in this life.

And what we have seen is that this embracing of suffering is not just an accompaniment of our witness to Christ; it is the visible expression of it. Our sufferings make Christ's sufferings known so that people can see the kind of love Christ offers. We complete Christ's afflictions by providing what they do not have, namely, a personal, vivid presentation to those who do not see Christ suffer in person. The

The cross witnesses to the infinite worth of God and the infinite outrage of sin.

Thinking that our work will glorify God when people do not know we are Christians is like admiring an effective ad on TV that never mentions the product. People may be impressed but won't know what to buy.

Let your light shine before others, sothat they may see your good works." So the motive at stake is not simply whether you want your acts to be known by others, but why you want them to be known—that God be glorified, or that you be admired.