Quotes About Hope

Never since the beginning of the world has there been so little light. Our winter afternoons have been known at times to last a hundred years.

On this Very Street in Belgrade" Your mother carried you Out of the smoking ruins of a building And set you down on this sidewalk Like a doll bundled in burnt rags, Where you now stood years later Talking to a homeless dog, Half-hidden behind a parked car, His eyes brimming with hope As he inched forward, ready for the worst.

Scribbled in the Dark  A shout in the street. Someone locking horns with his demon. Then, calm returning. The wind tousling the leaves. The birds in their nests Pleased to be rocked back to sleep. Night turning cool. Streams of blood in the gutter Waiting for sunrise.

If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.

Marlborough echoed his monarch's hope that consensus politics could prevail. 'There is nothing more certain than what you say, that either of the parties would be tyrants if they were let alone,'[111] he wrote to Sarah. 'All parties are alike. And as I have taken my resolution of never doing any hardship to any man whatsoever, I shall by it have a quiet in my own mind; not valuing to be a favourite to either of them.'[112]

Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.

Helping someone come to a saving knowledge of Christ is the greatest achievement possible.

When trouble comes, focus on God's ability to care for you.

Hope founded upon a human being, a man-made philosophy or any institution is always misplaced... because these things are unreliable and fleeting.

The Scriptures contain many stories of people who waited years or even decades before the Lord's promises came to pass. What modern believers can learn from the patience of biblical saints like Abraham, Joseph, David, and Paul is that waiting upon the Lord has eternal rewards.

Every test, every trial, every heartache that's been significant, I can turn it over and see how God has turned it into good no matter what.

Estas cosas les he hablado para que en Mí tengan paz. En el mundo tienen tribulación; pero confíen, Yo he vencido al mundo». JUAN 16.33, NBLH

really is—in all His power, majesty, wisdom, glory, and honor. He is the King of kings. If He commands it, so shall it be! The more you realize this, the more you'll have faith like the centurion's—trust that honors God and brings Him joy. Jesus, I trust what You say! You are worthy of all my love, devotion, and respect. Amen! My hope is in Jesus because He is worthy of my trust.

We must remember that the shortest distance between our problems and their solutions is the distance between our knees and the floor.

Wishful thinking, that time might heal—it seldom healed anything, only making scars that were often tender to the touch, and ugly.

The world does not end tonight And the fruit that we will pick tomorrow Await us, weighing the unstripped bough.

Suffering is rightly called "the school of faith," for it is only through trouble, difficulties, and setbacks that we are brought to the end of ourselves. The normal human tendency, particularly for strong-willed people, is to rely on our own strength and resources. But when those are not available to us, when everything has failed, when we have to abandon every other hope, we are forced to trust God alone.

The darker that all around us seems, the greater the despair in our temporal life, the more light that God shines upon us, the more we feel the power of the Holy Spirit within us.

What motivated me [to write] was that my disgrace was not the end of the story—or even the main part of the story. The real story was that Christ had reached down to me, even in my disgrace and shame, and revealed Himself as the One who forgives and makes new. Born Again is the story of a broken man transformed by the love and power of Jesus Christ—who continues to transform me every passing day.

Dying goes on in the midst of life.

We could not help but believe in God.

And after my imprisonment I could look back and

Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done.

Jesus, lover of my soul,Let me to Thy bosom fly,While the waters nearer roll,While the tempest still is high;Hide me, O my Savior, hide,Till the storm of life is past;Safe into the haven glide,O receive my soul at last.