Quotes About Belief

My father has a high opinion of his opinion

I have a problem with religion that makes it so, like, 'We are the ones. We are the chosen ones.'

I only answer to two people, myself and God.

You find no difficulty in trusting the Lord with the management of the universe and all the outward creation, and can your case be any more complex or difficult than these, that you need to be anxious or troubled about His management of it? —HANNAH WHITALL SMITH (1832–1911), American lay speaker and author

If I had not felt certain that every additional trial was ordered by infinite love and mercy, I could not have survived my accumulated sufferings. —ADONIRAM JUDSON (1788–1850), American missionary to Burma (now Myanmar)

Ordinary people believe only in the possible. Extraordinary people visualize not what is possible or probable, but rather what is impossible. And by visualizing the impossible, they begin to see it as possible

She'd grown up believing in hell in an abstract nightmare way; but west Texas had given her something more concrete upon which to dread the afterlife.

Jackson," he mused. "Not a name either one of you was born to." Lizzie answered, "No. But beyond a certain point, names become accessories. We swap them out as needed, for the sake of peace. You understand?" "I understand. Though I disagree. Names aren't hats to change a look, or a suit to be swapped at a whim. Words mean things." "Then we must agree to disagree.

And if there are gods after all, perhaps we should not struggle so hard to get their attention, if this is the attention they would lavish upon us.

The distance between an honest Christian mystic and a fortune-teller is sometimes less than half a whisper. Less than a pot of tea or the space between two book covers.

Over and over again, we lift God out of our reach. Over and over, push Him beyond our grasp, yet still we stretch out our fingers and seek to touch Him. But find nothing.

He knows the day, the hour, the minute that something in particular needs to happen in our lives. He may not be early, but He's never late.

why do I struggle with believing God will deliver on the promise of a husband and a family?

If you choose to surrender your pen to God, you will probably face the odd looks and stares from your friends or family members who won't understand your choices. They may think you're not doing enough to "make this happen" on your own.

I have to face that my singleness right now is God's choice,

8. Surrender means trusting Him.

is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in man,'" she read. "'It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in princes.' We do what we can do, but we're only human. Place your trust in God now, and look to Him.

I was a terrible believer in things,but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith,or if there was such a place,or even what the word faith meant, in all of it's complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.

the death of my mother was the thing that made me believe the most deeply in my safety: nothing bad could happen to me, I thought. The worst thing already had.

God is not a granter of wishes. God is a ruthless bitch.

There is no cure except to live the hell out of our lives, to take it apart, to put it back together, to dig it all up, and then fill the hole. To help ourselves and one another to the best of our abilities. To believe everything entirely, while also calling bullshit for what it is.

What if you listened harder to the story of the man on the cross who found a way to endure his suffering than to the one about the impossible magic of the Messiah?

I prayed to the whole wide universe and hoped that God would be in it, listening to me. I prayed and prayed, and then I faltered. Not because I couldn't find God, but because suddenly I absolutely did: God was there, I realized, and God had no intention of making things happen or not, of saving my mother's life. God was not a granter of wishes. God was a ruthless bitch.

I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbelieer in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith, or if there was such a place, or even precisely what the word faith meant, in all of its complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.