Quotes About Devotion

We cannot possibly be satisfied with anything less than to walk with God – each day, each hour, and each moment, in Christ, through the power of the Holy Spirit.

Pray that He will make you willing to give up everything for the Christlike joy of the Father's constant presence.

You read poems about it, you hear stories about it, you hear Sicilians talk about being struck by lightning. We know there's no love of your life. Love isn't terrifying like that. It's walking the fucking dog so the other one can sleep in, it's doing taxes, it's cleaning the bathroom without hard feelings. It's having an ally in life. It's not fire, it's not lightning.

It turns out that you don't end up with the people you love; by definition, you end up with the ones who stay.

there's no love of your life. Love isn't terrifying like that. It's walking the fucking dog so the other one can sleep in, it's doing taxes, it's cleaning the bathroom without hard feelings. It's having an ally in life. It's not fire, it's not lightning.

Lovers don't leave if there's any hope at all.

They might have done, many of them. So many people will do. But once you've actually been in love, you can't live with "will do"; it's worse than living with yourself.

They might have done, many of them. So many people will do. But once you've actually been in love, you can't live with will do; it's worse than living with yourself.

We know there's no love of your life. Love isn't terrifying like that. It's walking the fucking dog so the other one can sleep in, it's doing taxes, it's cleaning the bathroom without hard feelings. It's having an ally in life. It's not fire, it's not lightning.

But once you've actually been in love, you can't live with "will do"; it's worse than living with yourself.

The heart will hear only one sound. A "no" will pass unnoticed, and a "good-bye" will be heard only as a deferral of hope; the future is unmarred, pushed forward by events but untouched by them because the heart sees only a perfect future with its beloved, and hears only news about that future. The rest, as they say, is noise. There is only one sound it can hear. There is only "yes.

He kisses -- how do I explain it? Like someone in love. Like he has nothing to lose. Like someone who has just learned a foreign language and can only use the present tense and only the second person. Only now, only you

Don't we all look at our beloveds sometimes and think, Why do I stay? Why do we stay? There is something vital in staying.

I have no ambitions. I only have obsessions.

If some glorious angel descended into my living room and offered to exchange my children for other, better children-brighter, kinder, funnier, more loving, more disciplined, more accomplished-I would clutch the ones I have and, like most parents, pray away the atrocious specter.

The home is the place where worship of the true God starts: the place where we remember and recite God's Word, and where we learn to respond to God with our heart, soul, strength, and—as Jesus added when he called this the greatest commandment—with our mind as well.

If you want to be wise, then, the most important thing you can learn to do is worship.

May those who love Adonai be like the rising of the sun in its might.

Another paragraph from Chris's journal replays in my mind: "The things that tempt me from following God daily aren't sinful things," he wrote. "They're good things—duty to my family, to my father's company, to the people at my church. But if I am going to devote myself to following God, I must be willing to leave the good things behind as I seek the best thing—total submission and obedience.

All I can think is that I want her more than anything. I want her more than I've ever wanted anything, ever.

My love, my passion, is boundless, for my mate." In

Love beckons with a rare bouquet. Love demands you drink of it. And then love burns the tongue, the senses. Love blinds. Love maddens. Love separates reason from thought. Love kills. Love is methyl alcohol pretending to be ethyl alcohol.

I was so drunk on my feelings for him that all I wanted to do was be with him. Please him. Show him in a thousand ways how much I loved him. Everything else was unimportant.

It is time that determines the intensity of love.