Quotes About Restoration

Intolerance that leads to violence is being bred with the steady rise of ethnic nationalism over the past decade and the replacing of history with fabricated stories of lost glory. Violence becomes in this perverted belief system a cleansing agent, a way to restore a lost world.

Never forget that the Muslim fundamentalists are not against 'empire.' They fight proudly for the restoration of their own lost caliphate.

The jubilee then is about restoring to people the capacity to participate in the economic life of the community for their own viability and society's benefit.

You can't break something and mend it a moment later with pretty words. Broken things stay broken. Wounds heal into scars, not skin.

Everybody agreed that the styles for that summer of 1914 were the most extreme since the Restoration

Whom man kill, God restores to life; whom the brothers pursue the Father redeems. Pray and believe and go onward into life. You Father is there.

What in the world was more restorative than a child's love?

Okay," he said. "You're right. You weren't invited. Now I'm inviting you. Will you come?" I smiled and sat up. "Absolutely." And that was it. There was no further discussion about our troubled year, no recriminations. Apparently, my decision to move out had been effective. From that moment on, my friendship with Carl and Franz was restored. We remain close to this day.

Don't you see I need to be here so they can fix the damage that's been done to my heart? Who's gonna fix the damage that's been done to mine?

And once she feels totally hopeless and abandoned, God will say, "I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the desert and speak tenderly to her.

but God is the God of the unsuccessful—the God of those who have failed. Heaven is being filled with earth's broken lives, and there is no "bruised reed" (Isa. 42:3) that Christ cannot take and restore to a glorious place of blessing and beauty. He can take a life crushed by pain or sorrow and make it a harp whose music will be total praise. He can lift earth's saddest failure up to heaven's glory. J. R. Miller

God makes you "see troubles." Sometimes, as part of your education being carried out, you must "go down to the depths of the earth" (Ps. 63:9), travel subterranean passages, and lie buried among the dead. But not for even one moment is the bond of fellowship and oneness between God and you strained to the point of breaking. And ultimately, from the depths, He "will restore [your] life again.

If you are scorched earth, I will be warm rain.

She hadn't known she was crushed until she wasn't, and she didn't know she was fragmented until she became whole

Trample not on the ruins of a man.

Weapons, when they break and are mended, can be stronger at the mended places," said Jace. "Perhaps hearts are the same.

In February 1660, a Lady Monck visited the hospital, and received this greeting from one of the 'phanatiques': Most noble lady, now we see The world turns round as well as we. Whilst you adorn this place we know No greater happiness below, Than to behold the sweet delight Of him that will restore our right, Let George know we are not so mad, But we can love an honest lad.64

One of the big risks in treating depersonalization—the condition where one loses all sense of identity—is what happens when that person regains a sense of self.

It's a hard thing to explain, but in some ways if you're broken, you're always broken. In some ways. It's like the difference between a china mug that's lying in pieces on your floor or one that's been carefully glued back together: it might not look as pretty as a brand-new one, and you might have to be a little more careful with it, but at least you can drink out of it. It works.

You know how we can be about things which sparkle and shine. We imagine they will put back something of what has been lost.

So most people go around with grimy machinery, when all it would take is a bit of spit and polish to make them paladins once more, bold knights and true.

Will Hilt to hand yet be restored? Take me up, thy mother's sword.

September felt sure that her shadow and everyone's shadows were all part of the same broken thing, and broken things were to be fixed, whatever the cost, especially if you had been the one to break it in the first place.

For sin, too, must always start with but a single misstep, and suddenly we are hurtling toward some uncertain stopping point. All that is sure in the descent is that we will arrive sullied and bruised and unable to regain our former place without hard effort.