Quotes About Altar

Reflection: When passing a Catholic Church, spiritually send your guardian angel inside to pray at the foot of the altar to plead for the delivery of the suffering souls.

I was an altar boy in an incredible monastery that was attached to a rectory. The theater of the church is the most incredible theater, and in this church, it was beyond. It was this huge monastery. It was landmarked. It's a beautiful building, and I kind of had the run of it.

In the wilderness, I found an altar with this inscription: TO THE UNKNOWN GOD... And I have made my sacrifice accordingly.

They give me the evil eye every Sunday. In Church. It's like they expect the altar to melt or a million locusts to fly out of my butt.

A message that points to the marriage altar as the starting gate of God's calling for women leaves us with nothing to tell them except that God's purpose for them is not here and now, but somewhere down the road.

We have sacrificed our children on the altar of fear and power and all the other ugly human sins.

they reach the altar. You are the supervisor before you get the title. If you're not supervisor material, you still won't be one even after you get the job. If you're not good husband or wife material, you still won't be one even after you say "I do." Your mind is already where you were called to be while you await the actual fulfillment. As

Sacrifice is not an option, or an anachronism; it´s a fact of life. We all cut off our own limbs to burn on some altar. The crucial thing is to choose an altar that is worth it and a limb you can accept losing.

As for me, I'm modern and traditional at the same time. I, too, believe in intimacy—who doesn't? But I also believe in commitment. Marriage is, as she says, "a peculiar institution." My parents' divorce made it clear what kinds of raw deals are brokered at the altar. But right now, in America, marriage is the closest thing to what I want.

I have sworn upon the altar of God Eternal, hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.

Man should tremble, the world should vibrate, all heaven should be deeply moved when the Son of God appears on the altar in the hands of the priest.

Imponderable Sir, I presume from some if not all of your many reputations that you might prefer honest and convinced unbelief to the hypocritical and self-interested affectation of faith or the smoking tributes of bloody altars.

The most beautiful of altars, he said, is the soul of an unhappy creature consoled and thankfing God.

The most beautiful of altars, he said, is the soul of an unhappy creature consoled and thanking God.

Le plus beau des autels, disait-il, c'est l'âme d'un malheureux consolé qui remercie Dieu.

His rich penitents and the pious women of D—— had often contributed the money for a beautiful new altar for monseigneur's oratory; he had always taken the money and given it to the poor. "The most beautiful of altars," said he, "is the soul of an unhappy man who is comforted and thanks God.

What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?

All nature is the temple; earth the altar.

It is well if the good man himself does not feel his devotions a little clouded, those foggy sensuous steams mingling with and polluting the pure altar surface.

The Church has only one altar, the altar of the Almighty . . . before which all creatures must kneel. . . . He who seeks anything other than this must keep away; he cannot join us in the house of God. . . . The Church has only one pulpit, and from that pulpit faith in God will be preached, and no other faith, and no other will than the will of God, however well-intentioned.

When impatience and irritability are entirely put away, are finally offered up on the altar of unselfishness, then is realised and enjoyed the blessedness of a strong, quiet, and peaceful mind.

Yet, in Florence's heart tonight hatred and bitterness weighed like granite, pride refused to abdicate from the throne it had held so long. Neither love nor humility had led her to the altar, but only fear.

He stared in a dull paralysis of terror at the body of Elisha. He saw him standing - had Elisha forgotten? - beside Ella Mae before the altar while Father James rebuked him for the evil that lived in the flesh. He looked into Elisha's face, full of questions he would never ask. And Elisha's face told him nothing.

The First Amendment is not an altar on which we must sacrifice our children, families, and community standards. Obscene material that is not protected by the First Amendment can and must be prohibited.