Quotes About Renewal

Central to their trust that all would be reconciled was the belief that untold masses of people suffering forever doesn't bring God glory. Restoration brings God glory; eternal torment doesn't. Reconciliation brings God glory; endless anguish doesn't. Renewal and return cause God's greatness to shine through the universe; never-ending punishment doesn't.

This death-and-life mystery, this mechanism, this process is built into the very fabric of creation. The cells in our bodies are dying at a rate of millions a second, only to be replaced at a similar rate of millions a second. Our skin is constantly flaking off and our body is continually replacing the skin cells with new ones; we have entirely new skin every week or so.

Sabbath leaks. It spills over. It changes how you live the other six days. When you intentionally slow down, you instantly see how fast you've been moving the rest of the time.

Sabbath is when you spend a day remembering that efficiency and production are not God's highest goals for your life. Joy is.

Sabbath forces you to listen to your life. Sabbath is a day when you are fully present to your pain, your stress, your worry, your fear. Sabbath is when you let whatever you've pushed down rise to the surface. Sabbath is a day when things that are broken get fixed, when things within you that have torn are mended.

Can you see why Jesus often began his teachings by saying "Repent!"? You know what repent means? It means to change your thinking, to see things in a new way, to have your mind renewed—all

heaven has the potential to be a kind of starting over. Learning how to be human all over again. Imagine living with no fear.

That's what Spirit does, it brings about new creation. And what was true thirteen billion years ago is true now.

When we talk about heaven, then, or eternal life, or the afterlife—any of that—it's important that we begin with the categories and claims that people were familiar with in Jesus's first-century Jewish world. They did not talk about a future life somewhere else, because they anticipated a coming day when the world would be restored, renewed, and redeemed and there would be peace on earth.

You need to evade every influence that tends to keep you frozen in the past.

The Sun, each second, transforms four million tons of itself into light, giving itself over to become energy that we, with every meal, partake of. For four million years, humans have been feasting on the Sun's energy stored in the form of wheat or reindeer. Brian Swimme

The people will take a certain amount of reform, then they want a rest. But the reforms stay.

Fortunately for all of us you did not stay dead.

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the urge toward suicide signals an edge of a new level of consciousness. If you can kill the right thing—the old way of adaptation—and not injure yourself, a new energy-filled era will begin.

When it is time for growth, the old ways and the old habits must welcome the new. The old way seems to hinder the new growth at every point, but if you persevere, this way will bring a new consciousness to birth.

The urban renewers had struck again. They'd evicted me, a fortune-teller, and a bookie from the corner of Mass. Ave. and Boylston, moved in with sandblasters and bleached oak and plant hangers, and last I looked appeared to be turning the place into a Marin County whorehouse.

What if we still ride on, we two With life for ever old yet new, Changed not in kind but in degree, The instant made eternity

Ho sentito un alito di brezza, il primo da quattro mesi che non lasciasse una morsa gelida. Ho annusato la primavera, e la linfa che scorreva. Stavo vivendo uno di quei rari momenti di pace assoluta, in cui il corpo è rilassato, la mente non s'interroga e il mondo è un trionfo. E tutto perché Teheran era lontana.

new fresh faces of the Republic.

I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate wilfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better.

I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree~ And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

Our very life depends on everythings' recurring til we answer from within.

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.