Quotes About Forgiveness

There is no circumstance that He can't change, no hand dealt to you with which He can't win, and no mistake so bad or sin so great that He can't fully restore you!

REGARDLESS OF WHY YOU'VE MADE BITTERNESS AND HATRED YOUR BEST FRIENDS, IF YOU CARRY THEM AROUND LONG ENOUGH, THEY WILL EVENTUALLY EAT YOU FROM THE INSIDE OUT.

There is no prison so secure that love cannot free you. There is no captor so strong that love cannot liberate you. There is no sin so terrible that love cannot restore you.

When we love those who hate us and pray for those who persecute us, we extend the Gospel of peace to a godless and destructive world.

Unforgiveness imprisons our souls and opens the door to evil spirits in us. In my experience, unforgiveness is the number one reason why Christians are oppressed.

Forgiveness inspires a decree from the King, which in turn gives us authority to command these evil spirits to release their prisoner.

Demonic spirits are subject to the laws of God's Kingdom. They know full well when someone's lifestyle of sin has given them access to that person's soul. The power of the Spirit and the authority of Jesus Christ are required for someone to get free and stay free of demonic oppression. Trying to get a person delivered who refuses to forgive or who insists on holding onto a lifestyle of sin is a pointless waste of time.

God does not forgive excuses; He only forgives sins.

Trying to be patient with people without loving them is like expecting there to be heat without actually lighting the torch.

WHENEVER we review the events of our lives apart from the blood of Jesus, we subject ourselves to the influence of the spirit of deception. In reality, my sinful past no longer exists. The Lamb of God purchased it with a payment in blood, forever removing my sins from the records of Heaven. The atoning blood of Jesus covers my sin, never to be uncovered again. Sin's power to destroy us is itself destroyed by a superior reality: forgiveness.

I was beginning to learn from my grandfather that love covers a multitude of sins and that I was more important to him than his stuff.

He adored me in spite of my blunders. He never made me feel like the rules were more important than our relationship. He often corrected me, but he refused to punish me.

True freedom only occurs when we break off the shackles of fear and embrace a culture of mercy and grace.

punishing people for their mistakes creates self-destructive ecosystems that invite demonic oppression.

Hate the sin but not the sinner.

There is humanity even in the most wicked.

Truth can be told in an instant, forgiveness can be offered spontaneously, but reconciliation is the work of lifetimes and generations.

we will continue to despise people until we have recognized, loved, and accepted what is despicable in ourselves.

You asked why I couldn't forgive you," Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. "It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn't want to be. That's hard to let go.

Here's the thing, Grace," Cal said, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Ever since that first day when you smacked me in the head with your field hockey stick-" "You just can't let that go, can you?" I muttered. He grinned fully now. "-and even when you hit me with the rake and dented my truck, and when you were spying on me from your attic and your dog was mauling me, Grace, I always knew you were the one for me.

Maybe love isn't just a bouquet of roses once in a whole. Maybe it's just sticking it out, when it's hard, when you're mad, when you're tired.

But they're family, and you forgive them, even if they are human equivalent of hyenas. Because that's what you do, Posey. Forgive.

So you can't marry Harry, Mom! Not if you still love Daddy!" I sound like a ten-year-old, but I can't help it. Buttercup comes over to me and puts her head on my lap. "Love gets used up, Chastity," Mom says gently, reaching up to smooth my hair. "If it's not returned, it gets used up.

That moment when she'd crouched behind the tree…it did something to her, something that made her grow up and toughen up. But one question throbbed in her brain for a long, long time. Why? Why would Liam say something so hateful? How could he—who had tamed a stray and starving cat—be so cruel to a girl who had only ever wanted to be his friend?