Quotes About Spirituality

The healing power of charity, bestowed by our Father and made possible by the Atonement of Jesus Christ, can make it virtually impossible for us even to feel emotions common to the natural man.

And believe me, a good piece of chicken can make anybody believe in the existence of God.

Standing on the shore, I prayed for my dead. I praised them. I stupidly hoped that the lake would heal my small wounds. Then I stripped off my clothes and waded naked into the water. Jesus, I don't want to die today or tomorrow, but I don't want to live forever.

If Heaven ain't filled with gender-swapping Indians, I said, then I don't want to go there.

I realized that my mother had not taught us the tribal language because she knew her children would not be strong enough to carry the responsibility of being the last fluent speakers. She protected us from that spiritual burden. She protected us from that loneliness.

It's just me and James walking and walking except he's on my back and his eyes are looking past the people who are looking past us for the coyote of our soul and the wolverine of our heart and the crazy crazy man that touches every Indian who spends too much time alone.

I heard it on the wind. I heard it from the birds. I felt it in the sunlight.

Because they don't want to be perfect, because only God is perfect, Indian people sew flaws into their powwow regalia. My family always sewed one yellow bead somewhere on our regalia. But we always hid it so that you had to search really hard to find it.

I prayed to Our Father and I called my father. And one father remained silent and the other quickly came to get me.

All the anger in the world has come to my house. It's there in my closet. In my refrigerator. In the water. In the sheets. It's in my clothes. Can you smell it? I can never run away from it. It's in my hair. I can feel it between my teeth. Can you taste it? I hear it all the time. All the time the anger is talking to me. It's the devil. I'm the devil. If I could I'd crawl into a hole if I knew God was in there. Where's the hole?

Then she tells me that Jesus is still here because Jesus was once here. And parts of Jesus are still floating in the air. She tells me Jesus' DNA is part of the collective DNA. She tells we are all part of Jesus, we are all Jesus in part. She tells me to breathe deep during all our storms because you can sometimes taste Jesus in a good, hard rain.

What scares me least? The Afterlife. Really. Who cares? I'm going to be a good person no matter what is supposed to happen after I die.

we worship the salmon because we eat salmon

Sharon was Apache, and I was Spokane, but we practiced our tribal religions like we practiced Catholicism: We loved all of the ceremonies but thought they were pitiful cries to a disinterested god.

The wealth of a soul is measured by how much it can feel... its poverty by how little.

Aimee-If someone's possessed by a demon, how do you get the demon out? Xedrix-Call a priest.

Her new powers surging, she went to have a long overdue Come-to-Jesus talk with the goddess. (Tory)

Death is just a new beginning…at least in my religion. And extreme inebriation seriously helps. (Syn)

In that case, we need to seriously arm ourselves. (Sin) Hail Mary, full of grace – (Kish) What are you doing? You're not Catholic. (Damien) Yeah, but I'm feeling really religious all of a sudden and it seemed like a good idea. (Kish)

There's just a feeling you get from certain things you do in life that just kind of feel pure and independent of what's actually, physically, going on.

In our own case, we don't consider the loss of a monastery or a monument the end of our entire way of life. If one monastery is destroyed, sometimes it happens.

Those who have been touched by forgiveness and new life and have thus entered into God's rule become, like Jesus, bearers of that rule.

I've had loss in my life, and I like to think my mother's energy lives on in some faintly Buddhist way. I do find some comfort there.

I used to fear living a life untouched by God, but now, for some reason I've gone back to being afraid of cement mixers.