Quotes About Hope

Birth is a bittersweet event ... a place where heaven and earth collide in a perplexing clash of hopes, dreams, facts, fears, questions, and expectations. Debra Evans, Heart and Home

Albert Einstein put it differently: "Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invariably they are both disappointed." Smart guy.

There was no true recovery from the loss of a child. A part of her was broken and it couldn't be fixed.

Most of all though, Japan must not build up its military capabilities. It must, therefore, curtail large portions of its own industry, pay the United States to protect it, and hope against hope that its sea lanes will forever remain open and unthreatened.

I recognized that I was small and soft; I wanted to believe in people - that they were kind and good, and given the chance, everything would turn out okay - but bad things do happen, and sometimes the best you can do is swim through them, focus, and years later say, Ya, I know that feeling, when some smart ass asks whether you've ever been so scared you wanted to pee your pants.

And so you should." He again assessed the newly replaced windows and repaired roof, then clapped Mack on the shoulder. "It's a good thing you're doing. And if you take time to share your knowledge with the boys, it'll give them much more than a skill. It'll give them hope.

I give up, God. You made me. You know how I am. I cannot keep my distance. Nor can I keep those I love alive. Only you can do that. Only you are God. I give over. I fall prostrate before you. What you see fit to bless me with I will rejoice over. When you takest away, I will turn to you for solace. For you are the one and only God.

what we want to believe about life: that good comes of bad and all the absurdities play out in your favor.

But the truth of the matter is that we've all got cracks in our spirits, and we have to remember they're only there because we need them. ... Otherwise, how could God's grace filter in deep enough to give us the joy and peace we're all searching for in this world? It couldn't, plan and simple.

Overhead, a fluff of a cloud was framed with pure golden light from the sun that was hidden from her view. Awed by the sight, she studied the dark nooks and crannies in the body of the cloud within the frame and smiled. Like the cloud, her life was filled with troubles and doubt, as well as joy. At times like this, she needed to remember that God was always behind her, surrounding her with the light of His love, even though she could not see He was there.

He never promised life's journey wouldn't be hard. He just promised to take the journey with you. If you'll let Him. And if you do, He'll help you see that life's troubles, as well as the joys, are all His gifts. You just need the courage to open each and every gift and be thankful for the lessons they each contain.

Don't give up on the Lord. Have faith and be open to His will, not yours. If there's something you're supposed to do or something you're supposed to know, you will. Moved

Prayers are always answered. Whether we like the answers or even recognize them is altogether another matter. Sounds

The best doctor is the one you run to, but that you cannot find.

He got right down in the dark between heartbeats, and rested there. And then he saw that another one wasn't going to come. That's it. That's the last. He looked at the dark. I would like to take this opportunity, he said, to pray for another human being.

We in Purgatory sing fondly of Hell.

It felt like the moment before the Savior comes. And the Savior did come, but we had to wait a long time.

Nobody's going to cook me and eat me, I hope. People don't quite understand, Michael said, and he may have been serious, to be eaten pays a compliment to your power.

THE PEOPLE'S THIRST FOR FREEDOM HAS DRIVEN US TO DRINK BAD WATER.

It was there. It was. The long walk down the hall. The door opening. The beautiful stranger. The torn moon mended. Our fingers touching away the tears. It was there.

Survival was a breeze that touched some and not others. Neither hope nor hopelessness had anything to do with it.

With a certain frustration I knew I spoke too soon, too urgently. I wanted to get out of the way the things I knew to say, wanted to say, the things I'd been thinking, all in the hope of moving into the unforeseen.

Her zealous hope of Heaven made it hell there.

The coyotes sounded like hurt dogs. They agitated plainly for Christ's return. May they not be heard.