Quotes About Faith

Looking out from his window, he felt he had been granted a glimpse of a great truth, one that had been whispering at his conscience for many years: that God was not to be pressed into service merely to suit the needs of men, however righteous they believed their cause to be; that such presumption was itself a sin. He felt both despair and a bitter vindication.

No one who follows their conscience ever does wrong, Your Eminence. The consequences may not turn out as we intend; it may prove in time that we made a mistake. But that is not the same as being wrong. The only guide to a person's actions can ever be their conscience, for it is in our conscience that we most clearly hear the voice of God.

Man was born in sin. He struggled. He erred. He fell.

How fortunate the man who never knew doubt.

Legat was praying that Hartmann would be there. He was not sure what he could offer God in return, but it would be something, he promised Him—a different life, a fresh start, a gesture equal to the age.

He was unable to get it out of his mind. Was it really possible that he had spent the past thirty years worshipping the church rather than God? Because that, in essence, was the accusation Benitez had leveled against him.

Die Unfehlbarkeit des Papstes gilt für die Glaubenslehre. Nicht für die Ernennungen." [von Kardinälen]

Wir brauchen eine Kirche, die die Welt bewegt, keine, die sich mit der Welt bewegt

let me tell you that the one sin I have come to fear more than any other is certainty. Certainty is the great enemy of unity. Certainty is the deadly enemy of tolerance. Even Christ was not certain at the end........Our faith is a living thing precisely because it walks hand in hand with doubt. If there was only certainty, and if there was no doubt, there would be no mystery, and therefore no need for faith.

Jericho lowered himself carefully to his knees. He covered his eyes and moved his lips like all the others, but he had no faith in any of it. Faith in mathematics, yes; faith in logic, of course; faith in the trajectory of the stars, yes, perhaps. But faith in a God, Christian or otherwise?

We do not need a Church that will move with the world but a Church that will move the world.

Faith that cannot withstand the truth is not a faith worth holding.

We do not need a church that will move with the world, we need a church that will move the world!

It's your Church I don't believe in, sir. Your God I treat

sixth birthday?" asked Cicero. "He told me over dinner the other night: 'More people worship a rising than a setting sun.

Unable to sleep, or pray, I stand by the window looking out at moonstruck trees a December storm has bowed with ice. Maple and mountain ash bend under its glassy weight, their cracked branches falling upon the frozen snow. The trees themselves, as in winters past, will survive their burdening, broken thrive. And am I less to You, my God, than they?

The trees themselves, as in winters past, will survive their burdening, broken thrive. And am I less to You, my God, than they?

O Jesus burning on the lily cross... O night, rawhead and bloodybones night... O night betrayed by darkness not its own.

Fed the fires that consume us now, the fire that will save.

History does not record anywhere a religion that has any rational basis. Religion is a crutch for people not strong enough to stand up to the unknown without help.

The great trouble with religion - any religion - is that a religionist, having accepted certain propositions by faith, cannot thereafter judge those propositions by evidence. One may bask at the warm fire of faith or choose to live in the bleak uncertainty of reason - but one cannot have both.

the spirit of Christ is the embodiment of God in activity or the movement of God.

Heartaches, disillusionments, disappointments, and hurts from people you least expect will either cause a soul to become bitter, hostile, angry, and disillusioned in life or drive the soul to search above and beyond just the physical and material things of life into a quest for spiritual things and into the arms of God.

For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance, he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greeted by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries.