Quotes About Spirituality

All religions are the same: religion is basically guilt, with different holidays.

I knew that the Name was still with him, animating his soul, even as his body failed.

I find it suits me, this job of chaplain. I am, indeed, a "chapel man," who carries within himself all that's needed for worship. At last, it is possible to have a part in faith without carved pulpit or Gothic arch, without lace altar cloth and without robes, save my suit of unornamented black.

She believed that each humble thing, if done worthily, might be touched by grace. I hoped it might be so, for it would require an abundance of grace to clean me of my sin.

He was not afraid of silence, which most of us will rush to fill. And this, too: our holiest men have always gone into the wilderness to hear the voice of the Name. Avram

The angels enter not into a house where there is a dog or a likeness'—are those not the words of our Prophet?

That night, that yearOf now done darkness I wretch lay wrestling with (my God!) my God.

I am all at once what Christ is, since he was what I am, andThis Jack, joke, poor potsherd, patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,Is immortal diamond.

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.

And for all this, nature is never spent; There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; And though the last lights off the black West went Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs— Because the Holy Ghost over the bent World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

For Christ plays in ten thousand places,/ Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his/ To the Father through the features of men's faces.

To lift up the hands in prayer gives God glory, but a man with a dungfork in his hand, a woman with a slop pail, give Him glory, too. God is so great that all things give Him glory if you mean that they should.

No one is ever so poor that he is not (without prejudice to all the rest of the world) owner of the skies and stars and everything wild that is to be found on the earth.

Christ plays in ten thousand places, Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his To the Father through the features of men's faces.

But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me Thy wring-earth right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With darksome devouring eyes my bruised bones? and fan, O in turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear.

There lives the dearest freshness deep down things.

Ik sta op de rand der wereld en roep: 'Waar zijt Gij?' De echo antwoordt: 'Zijt gij? Gij?

Er is niets tegen geoudehoer, zolang er maar Gods zegen op rust, dat is wat ik altijd zeg.

Als ik me de wedergeboorte Gods voorstel, dan zie ik die niet in de mens. Het zou in een lam kunnen zijn, maar ik vind een ezel liever.

Wie weet, wordt mijn Ziel steeds gezonder, of misschien ook niet - ik heb van die dingen erg weinig verstand - maar in ieder geval trekt hij zich tegenwoordig van heel wat zaken geen bal meer aan.

A sacrament is an action in which the Word of God does something to us through the earthly sign. It is an action in which God gets through to us in a concrete way.

It is not just saying prayers that gets results, but it is spending time with the Father, learning His wisdom, drawing on His strength, being filled with His quietness, and basking in His love that bring results to our prayers. Praise the Lord!

God is looking within each family for one intercessor who will "stand in the gap" and "put up a hedge" for the entire household.