Quotes About Renewal

God forgives you. Your mistakes did not change the ultimate truth about you or alter the permanent nature of God's universe. Your ego is not that powerful. Truly atone for your errors, make amends where possible, and you'll be free to begin again.

There's a profound satisfaction in finally giving up something meaningless, for no other reason than that we did it to the max and now we're ready to move on.

The holiness of the present delivers me from the pain of yesterday.

A veces el fuego por el que pasamos es el agente que nos purifica y permite que el milagro que Dios tenía programado para nosotros abrace nuestros corazones y nos renueve.

Only if we rethink the world will we be able to re-create it. Only in transforming our hearts will we be able to transform the world.

It's like the dirty water that spurts out of a bathtub that hasn't been used for a while; you just have to let it do its thing for a bit, and then clear water will begin to flow.

In a broad and true sense, good conversation is life-giving: it inspires and invigorates...livelieness in our use of language, both oral and written, matters: how lively language is life-giving - how it may literally, physiologically, quicken our breath, evoke our laughter, raise our eyebrows, open our hearts, renew our energies. Lively language invents and evokes and sustains.

Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together

Che cosa ho da lasciarti se non le rovine di un antico coraggio, e la tradizione di antiche prodezze e speranze? Ebbene, come ho già detto, ormai è tutto quanto ridotto a un tizzone, e sicuramente un giorno il Signore vi aliterà sopra facendolo fiammeggiare di nuovo.

When people have wearied of life in Gilead, when they want another life altogether, they mention Chicago.

Bija prieks atkal piev?rsties rakst?šanai ar galvu, kas skaidra no koka?na un patiesas m?lest?bas.

La tierra, cansada después de tantos siglos de producir plantas, animales y de dar abrigo al hombre, pediría al Padre poder descansar.

A felicidade e os sonhos acabavam de ganhar nova vida. Enquanto houvesse um homem por perto, havia esperança.

Why put them through the danger of the fire? And then, I heard, as though it spoke, the voice of the guardian-head: Each piece must go through the fire. The cowl, the wings, the pneuma, the source, the flow. All must go the way that I have gone. Each may crack in the process, as I have cracked. But look, the crack has healed. I did not break. Without the fire, the piece is untested, unlived, raw. Each must go through the fire.

His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerge charred doves.

The gospel calls us to change – the change of conversion if we are not yet Christian, and the change of sanctification (growing more like Jesus) if we are.

Creativity is tidal. We must both deepen and become more shallow in order to deepen again.

Most of the things we need to be most fully alive never come in busyness. They grow in rest.

The trees frothed with leaf and blossom. The ground softened to mud, then thickened with an embroidery of flowers. Birds whirled and swooped and sang, and colts and calves tottered or gamboled in farmyards. The back of winter finally broke, and warmth and color came rushing in. And hope. Always, hope.

All of a Christian's life is one of repentance.

And all his molecules were broken down into other molecules and they went into the earth and were eaten by worms and went into the plants and if we go and dig in the same place in 10 years there will be nothing except his skeleton left. And in 1,000 years even his skeleton will be gone. But that is all right because he is a part of the flowers and the apple tree and the hawthorn bush now.

and even when I was broken the way sometimes one can be broken, and even though I had fallen, I found upon arising that I was stronger than before, that the glories, if I may call them that, which I had loved so much and that had been darkened in my fall, were shinning even brighter and nearly everytime subsequently I have fallen and darkness has come over me, they have obstinately arisen, not as they were, but brighter.

There's something about rushing water that I can watch for hours and feel as if I need to do nothing more. It's alive in a way that's greater than any description of it...

Guariglia went to his children, who were playing by the brazier. Look at them, he said. I know they may not be as beautiful to you as they are to me... They are, Alessandro interrupted. No, Guariglia insisted, they're not beautiful in that way, but to me, Alessandro, they are all that is good and holy. I didn't know God until I saw them. It's funny, as soon as you lose faith, you have children, and life reawakens.