Quotes About Spirituality

The great spiritual task facing me is to so fully trust that I belong to God that I can be free in the world--free to speak even when my words are not received; free to act even when my actions are criticized, ridiculed, or considered useless.... I am convinced that I will truly be able to love the world when I fully believe that I am loved far beyond its boundaries.

God not only loves the obedient - He enlightens them.

So many things beat upon us in a lifetime that simply enduring may seem almost beyond us… But the test a loving God has set before us is not to see if we can endure difficulty. It is to see if we can endure it well. We pass the test by showing that we remembered Him and the commandments He gave us. And to endure well is to keep those commandments whatever the opposition, whatever the temptation, and whatever the tumult around us.

My point is to urge you to find ways to recognize and remember God's kindness. It will build our testimonies. You may not keep a journal. You may not share whatever record you keep with those you love and serve. But you and they will be blessed as you remember what the Lord has done.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.

The true harvest of my life is intangible - a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched.

The church is a sort of hospital for men's souls and as full of quackery as the hospital for their bodies.

Humility like darkness reveals the heavenly lights.

Your church is a baby-house made of blocks.

God himself culminates in the present moment, and will never be more divine in the lapse of all the ages.

I want the flower and fruit of a man; that some fragrance be wafted over from him to me, and some ripeness flavor our intercourse.

Silence is the communing of a conscious soul with itself.

So we saunter toward the Holy Land, till one day the sun shall shine more brightly than ever he has done, shall perchance shine into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as on a bankside in autumn.

We now no longer camp as for a night, but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven

He is blessed who is assured that the animal is dying out in him every day by day, and the divine being established.

We live a short period of time in this world, but we live it according to the laws of eternal life.

The stars are God's dreams, thoughts remembered in the silence of his night.

It would be well, perhaps, if we were to spend more of our days and nights without any obstruction between us and the celestial bodies, if the poet did not speak so much from under a roof, or the saint dwell there so long. Birds do not sing in caves, nor do doves cherish their innocence in dovecots.

The soil, it appears, is suited to the seed, for it has sent its radicle downward, and it may now send its shoot upward also with confidence. Why has man rooted himself thus firmly in the earth, but that he may rise in the same proportion into the heavens above?

By turns our purity inspires and our impurity casts us down.

Money is not required to buy one necessity of the soul.

How godlike, how immortal, is he?

Says the poet Mir Camar Uddin Mast, "Being seated, to run through the region of the spiritual world; I have had this advantage in books. To be intoxicated by a single glass of wine; I have experienced this pleasure when I have drunk the liquor of the esoteric doctrines.