Quotes About Revelation

In his famous Letters and Papers from Prison, the German theologian Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote: . . . how wrong it is to use God as a stop-gap for the incompleteness of our knowledge. If in fact the frontiers of knowledge are being pushed further and further back (and that is bound to be the case), then God is being pushed back with them, and is therefore continually in retreat. We are to find God in what we know, not in what we don't know.

It was as if the unassuming little fellow had all these months been concealing a blunderbuss beneath his coat, and now he rose and suddenly revealed it to the rotund North, who sat there aghast and goggle-eyed, fingering his slingshot.

One cannot simply read the Bible, like other books. One must be prepared really to enquire of it. Only thus will it reveal itself. Only if we expect from it the ultimate answer, shall we receive it. That is because in the Bible God speaks to us. And one cannot simply think about God in one's own strength, one has to enquire of him. Only if we seek him, will he answer us.

It was therefore anti-Christ, and he knew that to expose it as such was the most important thing imaginable.

Stifter once said, "Pain is a holy angel, who shows treasures to men which otherwise remain forever hidden; through him men have become greater than through all joys of the world.

a seed had been pressed into the soil of his soul, and had been watered, and would soon burst and sprout green and grow beyond all possibility of concealing.

But he is now suddenly untouched by its charms. He seems for the first time to sense that there might be something more. Something is troubling him that he's only just beginning to sense, whose shape he can hardly yet make out in the dim light.

He said] when you read the Bible17, you must think that here and now God is speaking with me.

But this other side of God's love—the good news, as it were—he seems not to have heard at all. At least not yet.

One day we shall know and see what today we believe; one day we shall hold a service together in eternity.

One cannot simply read the Bible, like other books. One must be prepared really to enquire of it. Only thus will it reveal itself.

But since logic dictates that God could have saved the Israelites from Pharaoh's army in an infinity of ways, and in ways infinitely subtler than parting the Red Sea, it is obvious that he didn't part the Red Sea to save the Israelites as much as he parted the Red Sea to communicate himself to the Israelites.

I've got a little secret for you. The only time you're safe?really safe?is when you're dead.

Crisis doesn't change people; it reveals them.

You only really discover a masterpiece after a third or fourth reading, don't you agree?" "And how can you tell something is a masterpiece?" "I don't skip over the same passages".

L'homme à qui Dieu n'a pas révélé la vie directement, ce n'est pas un livre qui la lui révélera.

By going down the steps to the unrevealed edges of life and finding out the things we don't know, we seek out the very nature and identity of the unidentified. ( " Steps in the unknown" )

Life is a mysterious adventure full of unexpected happenings and captivating episodes with intriguing revelations. We just have to squeeze it gently and enjoy each drop. That is philosophy. (( "Waiting for the pieces to fall into place" )

Many are waiting for to the day they can say "Eureka!, I have found it! ". They are not waiting for some kind of device that has still to be invented. They are anticipating the moment all scattered pieces of their life can be gathered. All essential parts of the intricate make-up of their identity are waiting to be revealed and comprehended. The magic "Eureka moment" allows them to enliven and dress up their expectations for the future. ("Waiting for Eureka" )

Ivypool felt her mouth drop open "Hollyleaf? But...you you're dead!" "Obviously not," the newcomer replied with an edge to her voice.

Because I'm a Thunderclan cat like you," she replied, ad darker shadow in the darkness of the tunnel. "My name is Hollyleaf

The time for lies and secrets is over," she meowed. "The truth must come out. Starclan was wrong not to tell you who you were a long time ago.

Yellowfang dragged her gaze from Brokenstar and looked at Fireheart. Her eyes clouded with pain and grief as she murmured, "He is my son." Fireheart felt the ground lurch under his paws.

But why tell me?" Fireheart repeated. "Perhaps after so long I want a cat to know the truth," meowed Bluestar with a slight frown. "I think you of all cats might understand, Fireheart. Sometimes there are no right choices.