Quotes About Conviction

The conflicting missions of the two armies seemed to have no fog, no gray, only black-and-white clarity. I had lived my life in terms of compromise, rule-bending, trade-offs, concessions, bargaining, striking deals, finding middle ground. In these two great armies, there was no such thing. Good was good, and evil was evil, and they shared no common ground.

We are all theologians, either good ones or bad ones. I'd rather be a good one. Wouldn't you?

Charles Spurgeon's answer was to recognize that whatever God's Word teaches is true, whether or not it all makes sense to us. He said, I

I have met no people who fully disbelieved in Hell and also had a living and life-giving belief in Heaven.

The man of pseudo faith will fight for his verbal creed but refuse flatly to allow himself to get into a predicament where his future must depend upon that creed being true. He always provides himself with secondary ways of escape so he will have a way out if the roof caves in. What we need very badly these days is a company of Christians who are prepared to trust God as completely now as they know they must do at the last day. A. W. TOZER

I am absolutely convinced that meaninglessness does not come form being weary of pain; meaninglessness comes from being weary of pleasure.

Chesterton says, in essence, that there is a dislocation of humility in our times. We have become more confident in who we are and less in what we believe. Our pride has moved us from the organ of conviction to the organ of ambition, when it is intended to be the other way around. In short, our confidence should be in our message and not in ourselves.

There is a difference between a belief and a conviction. A belief can become something you merely hold; a conviction is that which holds you.

Without the undergirding of love, the possessor of any conviction becomes obnoxious, and the dogma believed becomes repulsive to the one who disagrees with it.

There is a difference between belief and conviction. A belief can become something that you merely hold; a conviction is that which holds you.

Una convicción no es una mera opinión; es algo tan profundamente arraigado en la conciencia que cambiarla por otra sería cambiar la esencia de lo que somos.

Feelings follow belief; belief, then, should follow truth.

But there is more to it than that. My belief has come about in large measure because of the lives and examples of people I have known—not the famous, not saints, but

Isn't it amazing that we can go through life holding passionately to our views, yet never pausing to ask ourselves why that view is inviolable?

la incredulidad es contagiosa; es fácil contraerla si no piensa bien en lo que cree y por qué.

It is computed that eleven thousand persons have at several times suffered death rather than submit to break eggs at the smaller end.

And don't look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine or library.

Leave these people alone. They've got something good and decent, and you come and foul up the nest and sneer at it. Well, I've talked to them too. I've gone through the city and seen their faces, and they've got something you'll never have -- a little simple faith, and they'll move mountains with it. You, you're boiled because someone stole your act, got here ahead and made you unimportant.

I learned that I was right and everyone else wrong when I was nine.

Dad?' he whispered. 'You ain't got the stuff!

Confess the truth until it moves from head to heart." -Ray Comfort

Faith is belief plus unbelief and acting on the belief part.

Any life career that you choose in following your bliss should be chosen with that sense—that nobody can frighten me off from this thing. And no matter what happens, this is the validation of my life and action.

I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more—the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort—to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires—and expires, too soon, too soon—before life itself.