Quotes About Prayer

I am not an expert at praying, as you know. But can you please help me? I am in desperate need of help. I don't know what to do. I need an answer. Please tell me what to do...

There's a wonderful old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before the statue of a great saint,'Dear saint-please, please, please...give me the grace to win the lottery.' This lament goes on for months. Finally the exasperated statue come to life, looks down at the begging man and says in weary disgust,'My son-please, please, please...buy a ticket.

Whatever this feeling is - this is what I have been praying for. And this is also what I have been praying to.

I share it here because something was about to occur on that bathroom floor that would change forever the progression of my life..what happened was that I started to pray.

Religious ceremonies are of paramount importance in Bali ( an island, don't forget, with seven unpredictable volcanoes on it-you would pray, too).

In any case, our love is not a typical love, as is typically felt between men and women. We share something else between us - something more immediate, more cherishing. That has been evident to me from the beginning, and I pray it has been evident to you. My wish is that we two could live together as one, both contented and elevated, and ever-seeking.

Há uma piada italiana muito engraçada sobre um homem pobre que vai todos os dias à igreja rezar diante da estátua de um grande santo, implorando: «Querido santo, por favor, por favor, por favor... dá-me a graça de ganhar a lotaria.» Este lamento continua durante meses. Por fim, a estátua exasperada ganha vida, olha para ele e diz com um ar fatigado: «Meu filho, por favor, por favor, por favor... compra um bilhete.»

And when I pray, I shall ask the Lord in heaven whatever happened to my father's ethics - or did he never have any? Henry leapt to his feet and pounded both fists on his desk in rage. You little idiot! he roared. I never had any!

Îl implora întruna pe Dumnezeu:"Te rog, te rog, deschide-mi inima". Asta era tot ce-ÅŸi dorea: o inima deschisa.(…)Dup? câteva luni de rug? continu? pentru o inim? deschis?, ce credeÅ£i c? a primit Richard? (…)o operaÅ£ie de urgen?? pe cord deschis. Pieptul i-a fost t?iat în dou?, coastele i-au fost dep?rtate unele de altele ÅŸi au l?sat lumina s?-i intre în inim? la propriu(…).

The other day in prayer I said to God, Look - I understand that an unexamined life is not worth living, but do you think I could someday have an unexamined lunch?.

Prayer is a relationship; half the job is mine.

En la Edad Media, cuando los cruzados llegaron a Oriente durante las guerras santas, vieron a los devotos rezar con sus japa malas y, admirados, llevaron la idea a Europa, donde se convirtió en el rosario.

It's easy enough to pray when you're in distress but continuing to pray even when your crisis has passed is like a sealing process, helping your soul hold tight to its good attainments.

I am alone, I am all alone, I am completely alone. Grasping this reality, I let go of my bag, drop to my knees and press my forehead against the floor. There, I offer up to the universe a fervent prayer of thanks.

Nunca discutas sobre Dios. Lo mejor es decir 'Estoy de acuerdo contigo'. Entonces vas a tu casa y rezas lo que tú quieres. Esta es mi idea para que las personas estén en paz con la religión.

Prayer is a relationship; half the job is mine. If I want transformation, but can't even be bothered to articulate what, exactly, I'm aiming for, how will it ever occur? Half the benefit of prayer is in the asking itself, in the offering of a clearly posed and well-considered intention. If you don't have this, all your pleas and desires are boneless, floppy, inert; they swirl at your feet in a cold fog and never lift.

You can measure your worth by your dedication to your path, not by your successes or failures. You can battle your demons (through therapy, recovery, prayer, or humility) instead of battling your gifts—in part by realizing that your demons were never the ones doing the work, anyhow. You

He kept begging God, "Please, please, please open my heart.

The other day in prayer I said to God, "Look—I understand that an unexamined life is not worth living, but do you think I could someday have an unexamined lunch?

Hadn't I wanted this? I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life. So why didn't I see myself in any of it? The only thing more impossible than staying was leaving. I didn't wanna hurt anybody, I wanted to slip quietly out the back door and not stop running until I reached Greenland. Instead I made a decision: to pray.. you know...like... to God. And it was such a foreign concept to me that I swear I almost began with: I'm a big fan of your work.

Here, I pause to offer a prayer for my gentle reader: May you never, ever, have to get a divorce in New York.

Nunca discutas sobre Dios. Lo mejor es decir «Estoy de acuerdo contigo». Entonces vas a tu casa y rezas lo que tú quieres. Ésta es mi idea para que las personas estén en paz con la religión.

how I choose to handle myself as a writer is entirely my own choice. I can make my creativity into a killing field, or I can make it into a really interesting cabinet of curiosities. I can even make it into an act of prayer. My ultimate choice, then, is to always approach my work from a place of stubborn gladness.

Half the benefit of prayer is in the asking itself, in the offering of a clearly posed and well-considered intention. If you don't have this, all your pleas and desires are boneless, floppy, inert; they swirl at your feet in a cold fog and never lift.