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Quotes About Baptismal

In seeking other than in myself—as men will—the causes of my tribulations, I have often inclined to lay the blame of much of the ill that befell me, and the ill that in my sinful life I did to others, upon those who held my mother at the baptismal font and concerted that she should bear the name of Monica.
~ Rafael Sabatini
baptismal cap of lace, tatted by our
~ Dorothea Benton Frank
My mother's desire to reach those waves, touch her feet to another ocean on the other side of the country, was all she was thinking of--the pure baptismal goal of it. Whoosh and you can start all over again. Or was life more like the horrible game in gym that has you running from one side of an enclosed space to another, picking up and setting down wooden blocks without end?
~ Alice Sebold
in a world threatened by the loss of story, the task of Christian discipleship—specifically, catechesis or baptismal training—becomes a matter of life and death.
~ Sarah Arthur
This piece of land was our original sin, except we had found no baptismal rite to expunge it from our lives.
~ James Lee Burke
You have the Super Soaker filled with holy water?" "Yeah. I sucked it out of the church. You know that bird-bath thing they got right up front?" "The baptismal font?" "That's it. They got it filled with holy water, free for the taking." "Brilliant," I said to Lula. She tapped her head with her finger. "No grass growin' here.
~ Janet Evanovich
Misfortune is a stepping stone for genius, the baptismal font of Christians, treasure for the skillful man, an abyss for the feeble.
~ Honore de Balzac
Someone described Providence as the baptismal name of chance; no doubt some pious person will retort that chance is the nickname of Providence.
~ Nicolas Chamfort
I myself have accepted the term [neoconservative], perhaps, because, having been named Irving, I am relatively indifferent to baptismal caprice.
~ Irving Kristol
In time I let my head ease back on the top step and I closed my eyes. I was moving into the biblical phase of the afternoon, the peak of my new simplicity. A verity less than eternal had little appeal. I prepared myself to think of night, desert, sorrowful forests, of the moon, the stars, the west wind, baptismal mist and the rich myrrh of harvested earth. Instead I thought of tits.
~ Don DeLillo