Quotes About Redemption

Read God's Word now as God's Word, without skipping anything. Underline heavily everything about what our Savior has done for us. And if you like, write 'For me' in the margin. You need this yourself, and it is your duty to preach it to your congregation, as well.

You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back were you belong

They say everything can be replaced, Yet every distance is not near. So I remember every face Of every man who put me here. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released.

Dostoevsky, too, had lived a dismal and hard life. The czar sent him to a prison camp in Siberia in 1849. Dostoevsky was accused of writing socialist propaganda. He was eventually pardoned and wrote stories to ward off his creditors. Just like in the early '70s I wrote albums to ward off mine.

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise Remind me to show you the scars

Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark, too dark for me to see I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama, put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore That long black cloud is comin' down I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark, to dark for me to see I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama, put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore That long black cloud is com in' down I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

24Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified their own sinful selves. They have given up their old selfish feelings and the evil things they wanted to do.

I was sent by God to torment / myself, my family, everyone / whom it's a sin to torment.

We all hate something from our past, Cal. That's why we run from it, or compensate for it, or even fill our van with homeless people. But when something like this happens-when your dad shows up-maybe there is a bigger purpose. 'What you intended for evil, God intended for good.' Genesis 50:20

There were some things in life that could never be forgiven or forgotten. - Scott Harvath

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

He have allowed us to redeem one soul already, and we go out as the old knights of the Cross to redeem more. Like them we shall travel towards the sunrise. And like them, if we fall, we fall in good cause.

By all you hold sacred, by all you hold dear, by your love that is lost, by your hope that lives, for the sake of the Almighty, take me out of this and save my soul from guilt!

Take me now, God! I shout to the inky sky. I´m ready. You´re not ready. You´re not even divorced yet, Bunny says. You cannot die married to that man.

Fortunately Jesus didn't leave [the disciples]-or any of us-without hope or direction. Where we fail, Jesus succeeded. The only One who as able to recognize and follow His purpose from the beginning was Jesus. He alone was able to obey consistently and please God completely. And His divine mission was to make a way for each of us to do the same.

Good intentions and earnest effort are not enough. Only Jesus can make an otherwise futile life productive.

Once Flannery found it, she couldn't stop wanting that pleasure, enjoying the sound of her own short breaths in the quiet night air. More. Over. Again. She had to make up for lost years.

I want there to be happily-ever-afters for the fucked-up crowd.

La redención siempre es posible, no importa cuán grave sean las circunstancias o cuan insuperables las probabilidades.

Ya lo has hecho. —Le agarré la mano—. Me has dado todo lo que ella me quitó. No permitas que vuelva a quitármelo.

You're looking at it the wrong way." His grip tightens. "You're broken. I'm broken. We don't throw the pieces away. We fit them together until they make something new

I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

Ash, ash —- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. --from Lady Lazarus, written 23-29 October 1962