Quotes About Peace

ITS Not Easy to Break Someone that is Satified with what They Have. Jan Jansen

Everywhere I have sought rest and not found it, except sitting in a corner by myself with a book.

The windows were open to morning air embroidered with birdsong.

The waters hold all heaven within their heart.

Knitting, he thought, was a comfort to the soul.

One must begin somewhere, sometime, to let go of the bitterness, or be eaten alive and the marrow sucked out.

Pray, that's what we can do, have done, are doing, and will do. Out of our hands.

in peace, God is awake.

He tucked her in with a quote from Victor Hugo. '"Sleep in peace, God is awake.

All people are children when they sleep. There's no war in them then . . . They . . . open their hands halfway, soldiers and statesmen, servants and masters. . . . If only we could speak to one another then when our hearts are half-open flowers Words like golden bees would drift in.

There's no other way I can think of to put it—but when you let him move into your life, the garbage moves out. The anger starts to go, and the resentment, and the fear.

Don't worry about anything . . ." he said aloud, quoting his all-time standby verse in the fourth chapter of Philippians, "but in everything, by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving, make your requests known unto God, and the peace that passes all understanding will fill your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

I believe if I were charged with having a goal, it would be to live without fretting—to live more fully in the moment not always huffing about as I've done in recent years . . . to live humbly—and appreciatively—with whatever God furnishes.

At a time when he really needed to let go, he was holding on. To Lace. To his stuff. Let go, let God. Come on, man.

It makes everything innocent again," she said. "A winter Eden.

Peace . . . and plenty . . . graciously provided by God who created us for himself, and who loves each of us devoutly, devotedly, steadfastly, forever.

so calm our minds that fears may cease, and rested bodies wake in peace.

In any decision making, he'd learned to wait for the peace; it was heedless to make a move without it. There was no time for waiting, and yet waiting was imperative.

Love God, be strong, be safe, be happy.

Acknowledge, we humbly beseech You, a sheep of Your own fold, a lamb of Your own flock. . . . Receive her into the arms of Your mercy, into the blessed rest of everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints. . . .

May our sleep be deep and soft,' " he whispered, " 'so our work be fresh and hard.

In every way, un-forgiveness makes us the victim—

The first rule is to keep an untroubled spirit," he exclaimed, his breath vaporizing on the frosty air. "The second is to look things in the face and know them for what they are!

too tired to run and too afraid to rest.