Quotes About Light

Love all of God's creation, both the whole of it and every grain of sand. Love every leaf, every ray of God's light. Love animals, love plants, love each thing. If you love each thing, you will perceive the mystery of God in things. Once you have perceived it, you will begin tirelessly to perceive more and more of it every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an entire, universal love.

For the people who walked in darkness will see a radiant light shining upon them—illuminating even the darkest places. They once lived in the shadows of death, but now a brilliant light is shining on them.

Are there not twelve hours of daylight in every day?b You can go through a day without the fear of stumbling when you walk in the One who gives light to the world.

4His inner being will not become faint or discouraged, nor will his light grow dim before he establishes justice on the earth. Even the distant lands beyond the seas will hunger for his instruction."g

129Your marvelous words are living miracles; No wonder I long to obey everything You say. 130Break open Your Word within me until revelation-light shines out! Those with open hearts are given insight into Your plans.

The sun shines in a bucket of water and doesn't get wet.

The light of that jet, overhead, is my mind I'm seeing so scintillant, unreachable. I am never where my body is.

There is no knowledge, no light, no wisdom that you are in possession of, but what you have received it from some source.

Don't get me wrong, I think bikes are terrific. I own several of my own, including a trendy mountain style, and ride them for pleasure and light exercise.

May you see light where there was only darkness, hope where there seemed nothing but despair, may your fear be replaced with faith and insight, may you feel some victory in the defeat and a sense of the sacred web into which we are all woven. Most of all may you stay in tune with your capacity to love life even as you are engulfed by death.

REFLECTION: Are you letting Christ shine through you so that people around you can know Him? How can people observe Jesus in you?

The bigger the darkness, the easier it is to spot your little light.

That GOD always gave us light in our doubts, when we had no other design but ask to please Him.

That in his trouble of mind, he had consulted nobody, but knowing only by the light of faith that GOD was present, he contented himself with directing all his actions to Him, i.e., doing them with a desire to please Him, let what would come of it. That useless thoughts spoil all: that the mischief began there; but that we ought to reject them, as soon as we perceived their impertinence to the matter in hand, or our salvation; and return to our communion with GOD.

The higher the joy is not the light, it's the reflection. The greater pleasure is not climbing up; it's handing down

Standing in the deep, black well of his guilt David looked up and saw stars of God's grace that those who stand in the noonday sunlight of self-righteousness never see.

We have great work ahead of us, and it needs devotion and much, much energy. To grow, to discover, we need involvement, which is something I experience every day — sometimes good, sometimes frustrating. No matter what, you must let your inner light guide you out of the darkness.

for we have had our say, our words, our time for speaking, our moments of light

It is human nature. If we surround ourselves with evil, even evil becomes good to us. If we are not careful, that natural light witin us all that teaches us the difference between the two can be snuffed out completely. Even the best of people can fall.

The tree sprouts, its branches thicken, mature, bloom. It is scarred by lightning, shaken by thunder, sickness, human events and God's hand. Drawn black, it grows itself back toward light, rising higher toward heaven while thrusting itself deeper, more firmly, into the earth. Its history and memory retained, its presence felt.

He was a thing of flesh and blood, of life and death, not an Immanent Will. A tree drew strength from light, but it was not light itself. And life was a process of changing, but it was not change itself. That was what death was for.

History's kaleidoscope worked its permutations, its pace ever faster, approaching some unknown crescendo. Patterns changed and warped and flew apart, each chip of light a human life.

Light is the magician of the cosmos.

Light takes darkness vanish and worlds reappear. Light opens each day with a blaring overture, then throws its wands to earth and casts diamonds on lakes and oceans. Each night, lights tricks make the stars seem alive.