Quotes About Redemption

My friend (if I may still call him that) believed in humanity, and so he also believed in order, in the order of painting and the order of words, since words are what we paint with. He believed in redemption. Deep down he may even have believed in progress. Coincidence, on the other hand, is total freedom, our natural destiny. Coincidence obeys no laws and if it does we don't know what they are.

Ka is a wheel; its one purpose is to turn. The spin of ka always brings us back to the same place, to face and reface our mistakes and defeats until we can learn from them. When we learn from the past, the wheel continues to move forward, towards growth and evolution. When we don't, the wheel spins backward, and we are given another chance. If once more we squander the opportunity, the wheel continues its rotation towards devolution, or destruction.

I thought we had lost you. I thought we'd done something worse than let you die.' His old arms were tight and strong about me. I was kind to the old man. I did not tell him they had.

FitzChivalry Farseer, too long have you sojourned among the Elderlings, your memory spurned by the very people you saved. Too long have you been in a place where the months pass as if days. Too long have you walked among us in false guise, deprived of your name and your honor. Rise. Turn and face the folk of the Six Duchies, your folk, and be welcomed home at last.

Pain and perfection. It was the only path to redemption he knew.

I'd rather be forgotten for the things people think I've done. And I'd give it all if I could forget the things I failed to do.

rather be forgotten for the things people think I've done. And I'd give it all if I could forget the things I failed to do.

I could not make it right, but I could make someone pay for how wrong it had been.

Shame of you. Grace on you.

When it comes to God] We can't run out of second chances...only time.

Robin Lee Hatcher

In books, even when bad things happened, better things seemed to follow. The boys and girls in the stories could somehow slay the dragon or save the wounded animal or solve the mystery. Good saved the day, and villains were banished forever.

But if we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us and to cleanse us from every wrong.

Owing to our first-formed parent's injury, the maker grieved; when he bit the baleful apple and thereby collapsed in death, he himself the wood then marked out that wood's damage to repair. —Venantius Fortunatus

The third section tells the rest of the story also from the cross's perspective, vividly elaborating its feelings as it is pierced with nails, spat upon, then cast aside. The poem concludes when the original narrator awakens. The cross charges him to hold it in awe, share the vision with others, and to follow the path to righteousness.

Jesus did not come to die, rendering his life and teaching secondary. He died because of his life and teachings.

You could love something and still understand it had ruined your life.

Rick was dying as he watched. Of course, he hadn't bothered going to her graduation, nor had he given her a card or even congratulated her. And he wanted those arms around him, those lips on his cheek. Not that he'd done one thing to deserve it. Jack

Here's the deal, y'all. God. Already. Knows. His people are a hot, sinful mess, so when we simply acknowledge that and repent, He's waiting with open arms. We don't have to justify ourselves because Jesus already did that on the cross. So the risk of repentance doesn't lead to punishment—it leads to the unilateral forgiveness and unconditional affection of our Creator Redeemer. Vegas only wished it had a payout that humongous.

We need an untamed Savior because… only a wildly redemptive Jesus can free us from the pain and bondage of past mistakes!

I'm afraid my former life could sabotage the abundant future Jesus promised those of us who put our hope in Him.

I've always known we were two puzzle pieces that fit together in a hollow that is our pain. There was a time when I was certain we were too damaged not to destroy each other. Now I think we are saving each other.

It's hard for a snake to go back to Hell once its had a taste of Heaven.

They don't find peace. It's pure bullshit. When something unspeakable happens, or when you do something unspeakable, it changes you. It takes you apart and reassembles you. You are a Frankenstein of circumstance, and the parts never fit back quite right and the life you live is a stolen one. You don't deserve to walk among the living, and you know it.