Quotes About Light

The blacker the night around us grew, the brighter and truer and more beautiful burned the word of God.

At last either Betsie or I would open the Bible. Because only the Hollanders could understand the Dutch text, we would translate aloud in German. And then we would hear the life-giving words passed back along the aisles in French, Polish, Russian, Czech, back into Dutch. They were little previews of heaven, these evenings beneath the lightbulb.

It says," I began slowly, "that a Light has come into this world, so that we need no longer walk in the dark. Is there darkness in your life, Lieutenant?

Let God's promises shine on your problems.

Clouds, too, can give light if only the sun shines on them.

And then we would hear the life-giving words passed back along the aisles in French, Polish, Russian, Czech, back into Dutch. They were little previews of heaven, these evenings beneath the lightbulb. I would think of Haarlem, each substantial church set behind its wrought-iron fence and its barrier of doctrine. And I would know again that in darkness God's truth shines most clear.

On my closed eyelids the sun glimmered and blazed. "It says," I began slowly, "that a Light has come into this world, so that we need no longer walk in the dark. Is there darkness in your life, Lieutenant?" There was a very long silence. "There is great darkness," he said at last. "I cannot bear the work I do here.

And I would know again that in darkness God's truth shines most clear.

I wish you believe, not for myprofit, but for yours. I daily pray the true God give you light, that you may believe. Whether you will ever believe in tis world I do not know, but when you die I know you will believe what I now say. You will then appear before God you now deny. - Adorinam Judson to his Burman teacher.

To him that waits all things reveal themselves, provided that he has the courage not to deny, in the darkness, what he has seen in the light.

This far north the sun was still up, although very low, riding through the mountains as if looking for something it lost on the ground.

Candle is an X-ray, it's a matter of wavelength.

Everyone wants to be the sun that lifts up your life, but I'd rather be your moon, so I may shine on you during your darkest hour when the sun isn't around and the ghost white moonbeams will allow you to find comfort in my arms.

My mom says Dove lives like a sun does. In this never-ending state of heat and light that would burn the rest of us up.

Above this crystal pool are rows of lighted candles, flames flickering in the wind. Carved orange lanterns line the crags. O, ignisfatuus, foolish fire. O, the lantern in the mire. Spirits quaking with the light, demon darkness, far too bright. Orange whispers, yellow cries; ever-haunting, numb good-byes. Good-bye, O childhood; Farewell, my nickel joys.

God wants to renew our hearts and minds and to send us into his world as lights shining in the darkness. Like Peter, we can become convinced of the truth: namely, that we are not our sins. And we're also not what others have done to us.

although the dominion of darkness is very real, its days are numbered because the Alpha and the Omega—the "Guardian King"—is real too, and he is victorious.

but consider this: when you bring shards of glass together and shine radiant light through them, you create stained glass. Likewise, God can bring beauty through our scars. He can turn us into living cathedrals. All we need to do is trust in His promise: "Behold, I make all things new" (Rev. 21:5).

To walk the way of Wisdom is to become transparent to the Light that is your very being.

what remains with me vividly to this day is my recollection of a circle of light that shone out from Rafe and enfolded us both, and the deep sense of comfort and familiarity between us, as if we had somehow always known each other and were merely resuming a conversation that had gone on from eternity.

You're tall enough when you can reach the lightswitch.

It's hard to get rid of vampires. You have to drag them into the light. -Cynthia D. Grant, Uncle Vampire

I'm letting you go," he said and his smile broke her heart. "That should show just how fucking much I can love." He pressed a kiss to her lips. "See? My brother was wrong about that. Even in the dark, a little light can shine.

Her lips were soft, the caress so very light. Intimate. Loving. I love her. He realized the truth in that instant. It wasn't just an obsession. Not for him. He wanted her safe. He wanted her happy. And he never wanted her to fear monsters in the world ever again.