Quotes About Faith

The land is what it is. Life is what it is. God is what God is. You and me, we're what we are. None of it's perfect. Or, hell, maybe it all is and we're just not wise enough to see it." "Those orchard trees were in pretty bad

what is God but the whole of that river? When I look back at the summer of 1932, I see a boy not quite thirteen doing his best to pin down God, to corral that river and give it a form he could understand. Like so many before him, he shaped it, and reshaped it, and shaped it again, and yet it continued to defy all his logic. I would love to be able to call out to him and tell him in a kindly way that reason will

Not forget. Accept. We do what we can, and then we let go and accept that the hand of Kitchimanidoo, the Great Mystery, is at work in all things. In you, me, Mariah, this shining big water. And even in this Windigo, though we may not understand how this is so.

faith, to embrace hope, and to bear your love before you like a burning candle, for I promise that it will light your way.

With Mother home I liked the idea that we'd been saved as a family by the miracle of that ordinary grace.

All that might have been good in my life had been destroyed by the Tornado God.

She sang slowly and richly and delivered the heart of that great spiritual as if she was delivering heaven itself and her face was beautiful and full of peace. I shut my eyes and her voice reached out to wipe away my tears and enfold my heart and assure me absolutely that Bobby Cole was being carried home.

If you throw yourself onto the fire of guilt, it will be a useless sacrifice. We do not know, any of us, the Great Mystery's purpose in this. But purpose there is.

the sun sets and the sun also rises and through the grace of our Lord we can endure our own dark night and rise to the dawning of a new day and rejoice. "I invite you, my brothers and sisters, to rejoice with me in the divine grace of the Lord and in the beauty of this morning, which he has given us." My father's eyes swept over the congregants who filled the pews silent as dandelions with upturned faces. He smiled and said, "Amen.

One kind thing is the seed from which a great goodness grows. It is not hope we hold to, Niece. It is belief in the power of that growing goodness.

The heart has reasons that reason does not understand. —BLAISE PASCAL

When we feel abandoned, alone, and lost, what's left to us? What do I have, what do you have, what do any of us have left except the overpowering temptation to rail against God and to blame him for the dark night into which he's led us, to blame him for our misery, to blame him and cry out against him for not caring? What's left to us when that which we love most has been taken?

I didn't believe in one god, I decided. I believed in many, all at war with one another, and lately it was the Tornado God who seemed to have the edge.

That is one thing love does. It tests us in difficult ways. But love is also fear's worst enemy. In what is ahead of you, hold to your love and not your fear. And when you imagine, imagine the best of what might be.

You can keep company with despair, or you can choose a different companion.

In his first letter to the Corinthians, Saint Paul tells us exactly what they are: faith, hope, and love.

William Kent Krueger

There is a deeper hurt than anything sustained by the body, and it's the wounding of the soul. It's the feeling that you've been abandoned by everyone, even God. It's the most alone you'll ever be. A wounded body heals itself, but there is a scar.

Hummingbird told me about the Path of Souls. She told me she would be waiting for me at the end…I want to be on the Path of Souls. I want to be with Hummingbird.

but that, too, was only part of it. There is a deeper hurt than anything sustained by the body, and it's the wounding of the soul. It's the feeling that you've been abandoned by everyone, even God. It's the most alone you'll ever be. A wounded body heals itself, but there is a scar.

Whatever you think you're not capable of doing, the minute you think it, the moment it enters your mind, just in the imagining, it's already been done. Only a matter of time before your hands follow through.

ritual is the railing we hold to, all of us together, that keeps us upright and connected until the worst is past.

In your dark night, I urge you to hold to your faith, to embrace hope, and to bear your love before you like a burning candle, for I promise that it will light your way.

Spirit is at the heart of everything, and there's nothing more powerful. Trust your spirit.