Quotes About Devotion

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Always," Bellantonio

All I know is that I'm in love with you, he said, almost angrily. That the sight of you, the scent of you, the sound of your voice - I can't help myself, I can't stop it, I can't think of anything else. You've made me completely useless.

And I wanted that - to come first in somebody's life. Isn't that what we all want?

Oh, if our children actually knew how much we love them, they'd never be able to hit any of these balls, they'd be simply immobilized by the force of it, by the awful force of our love.

Grace means there is nothing we can do to make God love us more . . . and there is nothing we can do to make God love us less. Philip Yancey1

Turn to God for help not as a last resort, but as a first priority.

Faith is only as good as the one in whom it's invested.

Do you know who is up at four in the morning? Dairy farmers. Paperboys. Lunatics.

My sister comes on like a box of nails, but her devotion to the mythic is profound.

At bottom, what God seemed to want was affirmation. Basically praise in every circumstance. Without it he could turn menacing in a hurry.

The Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, said, When Allah loves a people, He tries them.

Os puritanos sabiam que a Escritura é a regra inalterada da santidade, e eles nunca se permitiram esquecer disso.

There are never enough 'I love you's.

every day with you? Come on

Bleed with us.

The greatest task of a human being, your greatest mission in life? To find and sing your own song … to the glory of God.

Wallace shared with the graduates, "In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship.

Worship is what you do when you've heard Jesus speak. A worship life is what you live when you walk with Jesus.

Followership starts with Jesus, stays with Jesus, goes with Jesus, and ends with Jesus.

Let your religion be less of a theory and more of a love affair. —G. K. Chesterton12

True love frees us, and at the same time it binds us:

You have corrupted my imagination and inflamed my blood...

I can easily imagine belonging to one man for my entire life, but he would have to be a whole man, a man who would dominate me, who would subjugate me by his inate strength. And every man—I know this very well—as soon as he falls in love becomes weak, pliable, ridiculous. He puts himself into the woman's hands, kneels down before her. The only man whom I could love permanently would be he before whom I should have to kneel.