Quotes About Redemption

Dear God, let me be damned a little longer, a little while.

One day I was talking to Cora. She prayed for me because she believed I was blind to sin, wanting me to kneel and pray too, because people to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

We shall not kill and maybe next time we even won't.

My daily life is an acknowledgment and expiation of my sin.

Show me the man what aint going to die, bless Jesus.

Bir gün Cora'yla konuÅŸuyordum. Dua etti benim için, günah? göremediÄŸimi san?yordu, benim de diz çöküp dua etmemi istedi, çünkü günah? kelimeler olarak görenlerin gözünde kurtuluÅŸ da kelimelerdir yaln?zca.

In this world, God must serve the Devil.

Annie: Maybe you all do. It's my idea of the original sin. James: What is? Annie: Giving up.

I've been in the revenge buisness for so long, now that it's over I don't know what to do with the rest of my life.

Why was it worth so much of your life?" "Because I could not fail him again." "Fail who?" "My father.

Grace does not, however, operate in a vacuum. God is free to work as and how he pleases, yet he has covenanted to work generally and regularly through certain means.

I also realized that God was not only just, but merciful. He knew we were weak and that we all found it easier to be stinkers than good sons of God, not only as kids but all through our lives. That clear picture, I'm sure, would be important to any kid who hates a teacher, or resents a person in charge. This picture of my relationship to man and God was what helped relieve me of bitterness and rancor and a desire to get even.

I gave all up to him to do with me as he pleased, and was willing that God should rule over me at his pleasure, redeeming love broke into my soul with repeated scriptures, with such power that my whole soul seemed to be melted down with love, the burden of guilt and condemnation was gone, darkness was expelled, my heart humbled and filled with gratitude, and my whole soul, that was a few minutes ago groaning under mountains of death, and crying to an unknown God for help

Where [God] is, tragedy is only provisional and partial, and shipwreck and dissolution are not the absolutely final things.

If this life be not a real fight, in which something is eternally gained for the universe by success, it is no better than a game of private theatricals from which one may withdraw at will. But it feels like a real fight – as if there were something really wild in the universe which we, with all our idealities and faithfulnesses, are needed to redeem.

Religious feeling is thus an absolute addition to the subject's range of life. It gives him a new sphere of power. When the outward battle is lost, and the outward world disowns him, it redeems and vivifies an interiour world which otherwise would be an empty waste.

The good news of the gospel is that who we are is okay. Our best is good enough. The Savior came for us--just as we are.

So many truths have been kept from me. This violent, pointless voyage has been sopping with blood. I feel thick and sick with it. And that is all: contingent and brutal without meaning. There is nothing to be learnt here. No ecstatic forgetting. There is no redemption in the sea.

To be damned by the devil is to be truly blessed.

Hopeless situations are never hopeless to God.

And have you come to set me free finally, Govinda?" he asked. "Have I paid sufficiently for my theft?

The herbs and chants weren't working because of my anger towards Ram. In some dark part of my soul, I wanted him to suffer.

The grandfather dropped his weapons and knelt before him. On his face was a look I could only interpret as hope. "And have you come to set me free finally, Govinda?" he asked.

Colz d'espee garist et saine Mout tost, desque mires y paine ; Et la plaie d'Amours empire Quant ele est plus pres de son mire. Chele playe a mesire Yvains Dont il ne sera jammais sains, C'Amours s'est toute a lui rendue.