Quotes About Prayer

God is good. God is great. We need to stop what we are doing. And thank him each day. AMEN

My Daughter has made the darkness in my heart light up brighter than I ever thought possible. My Daughter gives me a reason to live and try each and every day. I cannot thank our Lord enough for blessing me with her. And as blessings come, so do disappointments. There are trials and rewards throughout everyone's life. My Daughter had helped me through the most difficult times of my life. I can only PRAY she will allow me to be there for hers.

Thank you Lord for another beautiful day. For opening up my eyes & ears, to see and hear the goodness you have left here for us. Teach me more.

Thank Jesus every day of your life not just on Thanksgiving Day.

Give thanks to God first because without him you wouldn't have everything else that you're thankful for.

He clutched his hands into a ball, praying, Why, God, why? I've been a faithful servant and served my church well. So why do You feel the need to test me? Actually, punish would be a more apt description.

Because she was praying so hard when she felt a twist of fear about his leg, she decided it was God putting the notion in her head. She'd get the boot off while Rylan was unconscious.

She'd do whatever Rylan asked. And if her collar strangled her, or if it was awkward scrubbing floors in a dress, then she'd remember Jesus on the cross and how He'd suffered. Then she'd compare her own meager pain and endure it quietly. A trace of peace crept through her as she prayed…

Praying should help, remembering Bible verses should help. Rylan figured he must be doing it wrong because it was only making him worry more. So he forced his thoughts from those worries and found himself watching every move Maizy made. That was another kind of madness.

grabbed my dagger and prayed for Adeline's forgiveness as I altered the dress she had lent me, and Vilah's forgiveness too as I pried free a long piece of chain from her chain-mail belt. I would attend the party just as he had asked, but I would attend as the person I was—not the one he wanted me to be.

I remembered my ride past the graveyard with Pauline this morning. I had known. Fear had seized me. Something was wrong. Something was hopelessly and irretrievably wrong. My flesh had crawled. Warning breezes. A candle. A prayer. A hope. An icy whisper. A cold clawed hand on my neck. I hadn't understood what it had meant, but I had known.

She always imagined the Father, Son, Holy Spirit, and Blessed Mother as points of light in the center of her heart, and as she prayed, the light expanded, flowing through her body and soul, smoothing away knots of guilt and sorrow and fear until her whole being glowed with harmony.

She inhaled a worry. She exhaled a prayer.

She inhaled a worry. She exhaled a prayer." Mary Lou Quinlan, author

My mother knew when to listen and when to pray and when to help. I wonder hoy many people knew the compassion Mary Finlayson held for them and how hard, in the privacy of her God Box, she prayed for them and their struggles.

Using the excuse of a busy life, I downshifted my conversations with God to asking for favors on the run.

Don't we say all helpless folk—the orphan, the stranger, the suppliant, who have nothing to bargain with and can only pray—are sacred to Zeus the Savior? The King must answer for them; he is next the god. For the serfs, the landless hirelings, the captives of the spear; even the slaves.

Prayer is for cleansing the soul and for removing the illness from the inner state of being.

No one particular religion has been able to secure the exclusive rights for the power of prayer. No matter who you are, we all have the ability to take advantage of this amazing and wonderful power. Once you realize this, you will then be filled with the desire to help others realize this as well. More and more people are resonating with this understanding, and this could result in a more wonderful future for mankind. (165)

When I prayed for success, I forgot to ask for sound sleep and good digestion.

Faith moves mountains but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.

One of my favorite modern readings, found in the Reform movement's prayer book, describes what I believe to be the true power of prayer: Prayer invites God's Presence to suffuse our spirits, God's will to prevail in our lives. Prayer may not bring water to parched fields, nor mend a broken bridge, nor rebuild a ruined city. But prayer can water an arid soul, mend a broken heart, [and] rebuild a weakened will.2

Breathe a word of prayer, not anger.

Love is the highest prayer; as God is love, God cannot ignore Himself.