Quotes About Redemption

Like I say, I killed a man or two but I'm no thief. My ma raised me better.

A burned-out, hobble-footed wreck of a cowboy! but, strangely, there were those at the ranch who learned to love him. They knew his story.

No man can save his brother's soul, or pay his brother's debt.

If you take a bad boy and make him dig a hole

YOU ARE ENTERING CAMP GREEN LAKE

Now, with no hate group to run, Jerry spent his days playing Mah-jong on his computer

Love covers a multitude of sins…

for no matter how lost and soiled and worn-out wandering sons may be, mothers can forgive and forget every thing as they fold them into their fostering arms. Happy the son whose faith in his mother remains unchanged, and who, through all his wanderings, has kept some filial token to repay her brave and tender love.

It seems as if I could do anything when I'm in a passion. I get so savage, I could hurt anyone and enjoy it. I'm afraid I shall do something dreadful some day, and spoil my life, and make everybody hate me. Oh, Mother, help me, do help me!

But, Sir, I thought every story should have some sort of a moral, so I took care to have a few of my sinners repent.

Poor little Margaret, no hope for you when Faust and Mephistopheles are one.

No, no! I detest, despise, hate and discard this man forever. My delusion is gone, I know him now, and nothing can restore love, respect or confidence. He is my evil genius, and long ago when as a reckless girl I said I'd sell my soul to Satan for a year of freedom little I knew that I should be taken at my word in such fearful earnest. I've been happy, I've paid a high price for it, and now I have no desire but to expiate the impious wish by patience and submission.

whom he had saved from a life of excessive freedom

After all, the devil's work was now sprinkled with holy water.

There are some people whom the Lord Almighty cannot save," he later said wearily of the Oil Creek refiners. "They don't want to be saved. They want to go on and serve the devil and keep on in their wicked ways.

You was the onlyest person that looked past my skin and past my meanness and saw that there was somebody on the inside worth savin...We all has more in common than we think. You stood up with courage and faced me when I was dangerous, and it changed my life. You loved me for who I was on the inside, the person God meant for me to be, the one that had just gotten lost for a while on some ugly roads in life.

I thank God today she found the courage in her heart to love me enough so that someday I could tell you that even a black ex-con from Angola that stabbed a man could maybe someday do some good in the world if he gets a chance.

The Bible begins with paradise lost, at which time pain, suffering, and death first entered the human race. The Bible ends with paradise regained, at which time pain, suffering, and death will be a thing of the past.

Luke 21:25-28 Acts 1:9-11; 3:19-21 1 Thessalonians 3:13 2 Thessalonians 1:6-10; 2:3,8 1 Peter 4:12-13 2 Peter 3:1-14 Jude 14-15 Revelation 1:7; 19:11–20:6; 22:7,12,20

The way one becomes a member of this universal body is to simply place faith in Christ (Acts 16:31; Ephesians 2:8-9).

Getting shot hurts. Still my fear was growing because no matter how hard I tried to breath it seemed I was getting less & less air. I focused on that tiled ceiling and prayed. But I realized I couldn't ask for Gods help while at the same time I felt hatred for the mixed up young man who had shot me. Isn't that the meaning of the lost sheep? We are all Gods children & therefore equally beloved by him. I began to pray for his soul and that he would find his way back to the fold.

Las mujeres padecemos el maldito síndrome de la redención.

Las mujeres padecemos el maldito síndrome de la redención. Los hombres, en cambio, creo que suelen ser más sanos en este punto y que son capaces de querernos por lo que en verdad somos. No nos inventan tanto, probablemente porque no tienen tanta necesidad (durante siglos, el amor ha sido la única pasión que se nos ha permitido a las mujeres, mientras que los hombres podían apasionarse por muchas otras cosas), o quizá no tengan tanta imaginación.

Moss," she went on softly. "When Christ died on the cross, two men hung on either side of him. Both were criminals, outlaws. He loved them both. And one of them asked Christ to forgive him, minutes before he died. And he was forgiven. If a person wishes to change his life, then God does not hold that person to blame for things in his past. Someone such as I has no right condemning another human being, when Christ does not condemn. I want very much to keep the case, Moss." She