Quotes About Spirituality

I heard someone say once that many of us only seem able to find heaven by backing away from hell. And while the place that I've arrived at in my life may not precisely be everyone's idea of heavenly, I could swear sometimes -- I hear angels sing.

Heaven's no place for one who thrives on hell.

metaphor be with you!—

To be "on edge," you are literally not centered — not being in your spiritual center.

My meaningless office job: they pay me for my body and mind, but my heart gets no paycheck and my soul pays the taxes.

I feel glad I am a Christian, glad I am without allegiance to any bloc, party, or groups, except to our Judeo-Christian tradition (modified by science and common sense). God keep you all and cause you to grow.

The Negro church, however, although not a shadow of what it ought to be, is the great asset of the race.

Faith enables persons to be persons because it lets God be God.

We are not proving ourselves spiritually worthy of our material progress. We have not been neighborly, courteous, and kind upon the highway. Our lack of decency toward our fellow men is a definite black mark against us.

I became deeply committed to the New Age agenda, although I must admit I did not understand the spiritual implications. I merely longed for self-improvement and hungered after some kind of peace and love.

So, in accepting the New Age teachings in the 1960s, had I somehow accepted the very religion that had frightened me so much as a child?

Nervously I looked around, but most of the audience joined in. They seemed unaware that they were praying. They didn't realize they were invoking and praising an Indian deity.

Praying my story gives God glory!

The sense of the joy in anything is the sense of Christ.

We do not have to discover in which of several people Christ is to be found; we must look for Him in them all. And not in an experimental spirit, to discover whether He is in them . . . but with the absolute certainty that He is. . . . Christ does not choose to be known through outward appearances—even the appearance of virtue.

It is impossible to say too often or too strongly that human nature, body and soul together, is the material for God's will in us.

We are all asked if we will surrender what we are, our humanity, our flesh and blood, to the Holy Spirit and allow Christ to fill the emptiness formed by the particular shape of our life.

This is very like Purgatory, and it is a pain which we would not willingly forgo once it has touched us, because it is our necessity and our joy. For Purgatory, after all, is the fire of the love of God, cauterising the wound of sin.

It is moving to think of her once more baking the kind of cakes she knew boys like; once more patching and darning, and sewing buckles on sandals; once more talking of the things that interested the boy and being a companion to his thought. And how fitting it was that the companion of John's thought should be Our Lady. For John's was the mind of crystal in which all the fires of love reflected, and Mary's was the mind of the girl who sang the Magnificat.

He prefers to be known, not by His own human features, but by the quickening of His own life in the heart, which is the response to His coming.

Education is no longer primarily intended to teach him to serve God, or to enrich his life, but only to give him a passport into the commercial scramble.

The world of the society or group becomes our whole world; our little job assumes a ridiculous importance; we lose sight of the Universe; and presently that little world of ours—did we but know it—resembles a beehive where the queen is continually stroked and flattered and soothed by the others to keep her going. Once again we have been untrue to the first love and have lost the Divine Child.

Close your bodily eye, that you may see your picture first with the eye of the spirit. Then bring to light what you have seen in the darkness, that its effect may work back, from without to within.

Why, it has often occurred to me to ask myself, do I so frequently choose death, transience, and the grave as subjects for my paintings? One must submit oneself many times to death in order some day to attain life everlasting.