Quotes About Prayer

That, I think, is the power of ceremony. It marries the mundane to the sacred. The water turns to wine; the coffee to a prayer.

God, I know you're sick of hearing me beg, but this is my woman, my wife. My best friend! No, she's so much more than that—she's the other half of my heart. I've waited my whole life for her—I'd give my life a hundred times to keep her safe! A thousand times! She's every breath I take, every single beat of my heart. I don't think I can live without her now. Not now…Please, God. Please. Oh God, please…

My favorite prayer is, 'Dear God. I'll pedal if You'll steer.

Dear God. I'll pedal if You'll steer.

I've been praying for that same kind of discernment lately. I want to recognize the dangerous, potentially biting characters in my story: the people who create constant emotional debris with their destructive personalities or who refuse to shed the skin of deception, the ones who threaten the God-with-me peace in my life. I'm learning to keep my distance and to pray for snakes, but not make a habit of getting down in the dirt to play with them.

When it feels like He's not hearing our prayers because we aren't getting immediate answers, He's still moving mountains on our behalf.

Father, be with me. Give me strength. Let me never fall into temptation again. Please, Father of all, lead me. Give me strength. I pray for this and all things in Jesus's name. Amen.

Oh, God, please

There was no ball of smoking incense, no cup of magic wine, and none of the other equipment essential to talk to God.

Deh-ja smiles happily. "Let it be a son. Let it be a son. Let it be a son.

Once the boat reaches its destination, Young-sook and the other women take a few moments to make offerings of rice and rice wine to the Dragon Sea God and pray for an abundant harvest, a safe return, and peace of mind.

Prayer is prayer, regardless of where you are.

Hope is good. Without it, well, you do the math. But hope has to be like a prayer. Putting it out there to something more powerful than yourself. If the last few months have taught me anything, it's this: We don't have control, we have choices. The little ones, the big ones, these are the points on which our lives pitch and pivot. All we can do is make the best choices we can with what we know, and hope that things turn out the way we want.

When my father died, I waited for a haunting. I prayed for one. But he never came; I think he would have if he could.

God knows the hour of each person's passing. Whatever we did or didn't do for someone we loved, the timing of his or her departure was God's alone. Thy will be done is more than a prayer request. It's a forgone conclusion.

This wasn't prayer anyway, it was just argument with the gods. Prayer, he suspected as he hoisted himself up and turned for the door, was putting one foot in front of the other. Moving all the same.

Your Reverence, I do not hate any man in this world enough to inflict the results of my prayers upon him.

God save me from another such victory.

A doctrinal point Pen had constantly to explain to people trying to pray for good weather or no earthquakes, who never listened, he'd finally decided, because they didn't want it to be so.  The gods did not control the weather.  Or the world.  Or souls. But death, oh, they own that.

We can stop at the Vilnoc temple and pray for him, if you like." Lencia looked down at her sandals, up at Penric.  "Does it help?" "For a certainty… only at the very end of all journeys

The five theological purposes of prayer, I was taught, are service, supplication, gratitude, divination, and atonement.

He wouldn't say pray, as he'd decided long ago not to bother the gods with questions when he didn't really want to hear the answers.

Des said reluctantly at last, Pray to your god. He's the only other one in here besides us. Pen

Knowing what I know now…it would be harder. But I would hope…I would pray, Royse, that the gods would still lend me such foolishness in my need.