Quotes About Church

Someday soon I will join the inhabitants of heaven in praising You with the depth of understanding, appreciation, wonder, and zeal that You deserve. Until then, thank You for the Cross. Thank You for the Resurrection. Thank You for good news of forgiveness. Thank You for the Holy Spirit indwelling. Thank You for the Word. Thank You for the church, the body of Christ. Thank You for giving me a future and a hope. Thank You.

When her existence is threatened, the Church is absolved of all moral commandments

only 28% of 12th graders in 2015 attended services once a week, down from 40% in 1976.

Kinnaman found that 36% of young adults with a Christian background said that they didn't feel they could "ask my most pressing life questions in church.

Social life almost ceased. Even in church, each worshipper was wary of his neighbour.

A man can suffer like a pagan, like the damned, or like a saint. If he wishes to suffer with Christ, he must try to suffer like a saint. For then, suffering is of benefit to our own souls, and applies the merits of the Passion to those of others: "I fill up those things that are wanting of the sufferings of Christ, in my flesh, for His Body, which is the Church."10

Aha!" I snapped my fingers, not realizing I had spoken aloud until I saw the glare on the face of the elderly passing clergyman. In his day—a very long time ago, that was—women did not go about getting sudden ideas in the Cathedral Close. It wasn't done. He sniffed and turned his back.

A little meditation in the morning or evening, an hour of church on the occasional Sunday morning, sponsor a hungry kid, a little reading or discussion now and then, and our spiritual itch is adequately scratched. No one gets hurt or does anything crazy; certainly no one unplugs themselves from the great hive and wanders off on their own.

The consensus was what they termed "Christian communism," since they believed that "from each according to ability, to each according to need" was the proper church approach.

Ever wonder why Christians are often lethargic in worship? Why our allegiance is weak and our obedience sporadic? It's because we know little of God's power working through the church. Imagine how our faith and worship would explode if we witnessed more of God's life-changing work in the lives of His people. Again, the spiritual principle here is "the greater the awe, the greater the worship.

We need religion as a guide. We need it because we are imperfect. Our government needs the church, because only those humble enough to admit they are sinners can bring to democracy the tolerance it requires in order to survive.

The momentum carried us out of the church and into the streets where true Christianity belongs.

Legend says this man sold his soul to the Devil. I don't know about that. All I can say is, when he died, the members of this church had love in their hearts and gave him a resting place, and God wrote that down. Now, I don't know what Robert Johnson told the Lord. You don't know what Robert Johnson told the Lord. We all have come short of the glory of God.

In theology, androcentrism ensures that ruling men will be the norm for language not only about human nature but also about God, sin and redemption, the church, and it's mission.

My spiritual investigations interest my sister mostly from a point of intellectual curiosity. 'I think that kind of faith is so beautiful,' she whispers to me in the church, 'but I can't do it, I just can't...

THe church is full of flowers-yellow roses, lilies, blue hydrangeas spilling forth-and it is on these that Charlie trains his gaze and looks for his mother, who is nowhere to be found. Not even her ashes are in the church, and no coffin, but this is less hard to comprehend than the fact that she is not herself there, a thin old bird, an egret maybe, standing on one leg, head bobbing, long neck swiveling. Contradicting, adding and subtracting. poking fun. Peering out.

For he fully intended to be with her in the future legally and sanctioned by the church in public, intimate and loving in private.

He said there is a place in Gaul, the oldest church in their part of the world, where some of the Latin monks have outwitted death by secret means. He offered to sell me their secrets, which he has inscribed in a book. The abbot shudders. God preserve us from such heresies, he says hastily. I am certain, my son, that you refused this temptation. Dracula smiles. You know I am fond of books.

I am no more guilty than the so-called God-fearing, according to the tales John brings of those lying with others' wives, beating their children and placing pebbles instead of coins in the collection plate. Yet they condemn us. If this is what it is to be church folk I would rather be cast out.

everyone inside the church. "Bid the devil." Commotion broke out and the occupants of the church parted like the Red Sea. The nuns huddled together in a hurry, quickly blessing themselves and praying aloud in the process. The monks gathered together at the other side of the church in hushed whispers.

But down from the end of the path it looked so charming that she wished she could paint it in watercolours—the great trees, the tempered sunlight, the glimpse of the old church at one end, the glimpse of the embosomed lake at the other, and in the middle, set out so neatly, with such a grace of spotlessness, the table of her first tea-party.

see a little village a mile ahead of us with a venerable church on a mound in the middle of it gravely presiding over the surrounding wide parish of corn.

THE next morning Catherine went to church for the last time—for when Stephen was in London, and not there to invite her to accompany him, which he solemnly before each separate service did, there would be no more need to go—and for the last time mingled her psalms with Mrs. Colquhoun's.

Even the very system of bishoprics galled the devout adherents of the old, saintly Celtic church, that had no worldly trappings, courted no thrones, but rather withdrew from the world into the blessed solitude of thought and prayer.