Quotes About Hope

When you've been in the dark as long as I have, moy ángel, there is no mistaking the light.

You have so much to look forward to, if you'd just stop looking back.

Then she turned toward Munro. Toward the future.

The good news of Jesus is not just that we get out of hell free, but that we become like Jesus himself and are made able to live and reign with him forever in the new heaven and the new earth.

No heart that holds onto a right desire can tread the road of loss

Not all is certainty in our world, Karigan. If it were there'd be no opportunity for faith; and then it would be a very dull existence.

Christ] has accomplished your salvation. But He has not yet perfected your circumstances. Do not be confused in the two.

God's love was like the sunrise, chasing back the dark and piercing the heart with joy.

Knowing the Lord was in their midst took the edge off the agony. Told You Twice

everyone has different challenges, different needs and strengths. Choices have consequences, but I now think that, even in the pits and traps, the Lord can make a way through.

what is God? "He's truth; He's meaning. He's my purpose and yours. With terrorists wiping people out, dealers hooking kids on meth and ecstasy, violence and cruelty; there's still love, comfort, joy, and hope. That's God. Without him, none of it makes sense.

The heart of everything is faith. Without it, life has no meaning. With it, everything is ennobled.

They done Wrong Like ink from a busted pen Thrown away 'cause of someone else Used up But he come back Dressed in night Fine as a king With his queen The wrong Made right So right.

So we choose to see miracles

To Health. To Life. To the Future. We are the Key.

But love has to be stronger than hate, or there is no future for us.

Wounds heal. Love lasts. We remain.

Some stories don't have happy endings. Even love stories. Maybe especially love stories.

A warrior believes in an end she can't see and fights for it. A warrior never gives up. A warrior fights for those weaker than herself. It sounds like motherhood to me.

You are my sunlight in the dark and the ground beneath my feet.

Let me drive you out of the fire into a day of humble miracles.

Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?

Each year a rose of promise to be woven into an immortal chaplet.

The light gave him hope but he was afraid of it too.