Quotes About Heaven

Jesus is a dream restorer. Your life might look different now than when it was born in your heart, but heaven still has a plan for you.

Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:25–26)

A way to heaven. We can't get there on our own power. But with the power of God we can! Lord, no one is more powerful than You. Thank You for pouring Your power into my life—to help me live the way I should and to make a way for me to get to heaven.

He is the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them. —PSALM 146:6 NIV

Pray like this: Our Father in heaven, may your name be kept holy." —MATTHEW 6:9 NLT

Lord, thank You for preparing a heavenly home for me. Help me to make this world a better place—one that looks a little more like heaven.

Hell is a state of mind . . .  And every state of mind, left to itself, every shutting up of the creature within the dungeon of its own mind—is, in the end, Hell.  But Heaven is not a state of mind.  Heaven is reality itself.

Love was like the heaven the church in the old days had offered to the poor to keep them from rioting.

Dr. Vos is of the opinion that Jesus probably preferred the name, because it stood farthest removed from every possible Jewish prostitution of the Messianic office. By calling Himself the Son of Man, Jesus imparted to the Messiahship His own heaven-centered spirit.

In general we may define the mediatorial kingship of Christ as His official power to rule all things in heaven and on earth, for the glory of God, and for the execution of God's purpose of salvation.

I wish I could know everything ever, like that would be my wish - that's what I hope heaven is, that they tell you who shot JFK and all that stuff.

Men long for an afterlife in which there apparently is nothing to do but delight in heaven's wonders.

the most devastating thing Finney could have said. Not that Peter was hated by his father. But that he'd been loved all along. He'd interpreted kindness as cruelty, generosity as meanness, support as tethers. How horrible to have been offered love, and to have chosen hate instead. He'd turned heaven into hell.

What was that Milton quote we were raised with? "The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

Reine-Marie put her head back and laughed. Armand smiled, then turned full circle. His gaze took in the dark forests and luminous homes, the three huge pines and the soft snow falling from the sky, as though the Heavens had opened, and all the angels were joining them. Here. Here. "Dad." Armand turned.

He wanted them to soar. To find, if not heaven, then at least happiness. Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth," said Gamache. "You quoted the poem 'High Flight' when we first talked." "Charles's favorite. He was a naval aviator in the war. And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings. Beautiful.

The funny thing about Hell is that we assume it's obvious. Fire, brimstone. We'll be plunged into it by some horrific event in our lives. But the truth is, Hell can be as subtle as Heaven. He looked around. Sometimes we don't recognize we've wandered into Hell until it's too late.

The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

For Frère Mathieu there were no more mysteries. He knew who took his life. And he now knew if there was a God. And a Heaven. And angels. And even a celestial choir.

The mind is its own place, can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven,

The course of a great statesman resembles that of navigable rivers, avoiding immovable obstacles with noble bends of concession, seeking the broad levels of opinion on which men soonest settle and longest dwell, following and marking the almost imperceptible slopes of national tendency, yet always aiming at direct advances, always recruited from sources nearer heaven, and sometimes bursting open paths of progress and fruitful human commerce through what seem the eternal barriers of both.

Heaven is not the wide blue sky but the place where corporeality is begotten in the house of the Creative.

The whole value of solitude depends upon oneself; it may be a sanctuary or a prison, a haven of repose or a place of punishment, a heaven or a hell, as we ourselves make it.

Jupiter listened patiently, and after careful consideration he granted what he considered to be righteous prayers to come up the shaft and into Heaven. Then he blew all those prayers he considered unworthy back down, so that they would not pollute Heaven.