Quotes About Awe

When awe of God has captured your heart, ministry will fill your schedule.

in the heart of a sinner, awe of God is very quickly replaced by awe of self.

No awesome thing in creation was meant to give you what only the Creator is able to give. Every awesome thing in creation is designed to point you to the One who alone is worthy of capturing and controlling the awe of your searching and hungry heart.

words must respect the Mystery and never idolatrously take its place.

But many atheists have been uncomfortable with the purely negative. Many have had a profoundly spiritual or religious awe and humility towards nature and the Universe. As Carl Sagan wrote in Pale Blue Dot: "A religion old or new, that stressed the magnificence of the universe as revealed by modern science, might be able to draw forth reserves of reverence and awe hardly tapped by the conventional faiths. Sooner or later, such a religion will emerge.

Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would become religious overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead the stars come out every night, and we watch television.

One day something will come through that will amaze us all.

As children we accept magic as a normal part of life. Everything seems rooted in it, everything conspires in magic terms.

J'ai l'extase et j'ai la terreur d'être choisi.

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known, I believed Denys when he said they were the finest. I thought I might believe anything he said, in fact, even though we had just met. He had that in him.

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known,

Re-reading these journal entries almost two decades after writing them has had a humbling effect on me. I am in awe of the children's learning and the resilience, courage, and intuition with which they direct their

Watching her was like being caught up in the radiance of a star, and in the light, he was revealed.

The sky was black, deep, infinite, the very thing that scared the Greeks and all the other ancients.

I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;

I bind the Sun's throne with a burning zone, And the Moon's with a girdle of pearl; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.

Thou Wonder, and thou Beauty, and thou Terror!

The wilderness has a mysterious tongue Which teaches awful doubt, or faith so mild, So solemn, so serene, that man may be, But for such faith, with nature reconciled;

I don't ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.

Evincing the infinite— the size of your palm— what it holds is beyond you, curious, at hand.

The universe can be incredible! Just try to take this moment in. This is really something!

Our experiences of God matter—those sacred moments that defy the very rational capabilities we are so keen to rely on.

Seventeenth-century philosopher Blaise Pascal wrote: "The eternal silence of the infinite spaces terrifies me.

I have found that the prompts to adjusting my understanding of God are all around me—literally. The very heavens are shouting them, and the word they are shouting most clearly is "mystery.