Quotes About Transformation

then he met Herakles and the kingdoms of his life all shifted down a few notches

Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

J'essaie ici, en tentant de le recréer, de rappeler au bon souvenir des Suisses un homme dont on s'est pourtant accordé à dire qu'il avait, par ses entreprises , transformé la vie sociale de Londres, et beaucoup fait pour le Tessin.

People , she used to think, do not change, they are merely revealed.

If Kafka had been a woman, then Gregor Samsa would not have turned into an insect, he would not have had to. Gregor would be Gretel and she would wake up one morning pregnant. She would try to roll over and discover she was stuck on her back. She would wave her little hands uselessly in the air.

One reason we have children I think is to learn that parts of ourselves we had given up for dead are merely dormant and that the old joys can re emerge fresh and new and in a completely different form.

For him, the resurrection of the church means the resurrection of Russia.

So it stands to reason that as we are filled with Him, we will reflect His holiness and purity in who we are, in what we say, and in what we do. As a result, our lives will be in sharp contrast to those around us.

God's purpose for us is not to make us healthy, happy, prosperous, and problem-free. His ultimate purpose is to conform us to the image of His own dear Son, that we might bear much fruit to His glory.12 And sometimes, in fulfilling that purpose, He allows us to be hurt.

Wounded people need to repent of their sin.

I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. JOHN 12:24

Turning around is a courageous choice —it's hard to do! It can hurt to take the plank out of your own eye, confront the past, change your focus, die to your pride, admit your wrong, deny your vengeance, face the person, risk another wound. And it takes courage to say you're sorry

Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy. 1 PETER 2:10

had silenced His followers and teaching once and for all. Yet here were former cowards boldly declaring His name and message. Not only were their words making an impact, but who could argue with the miracles that accompanied the preaching?

The Spirit of the LORD will come upon you in power, and you will prophesy with them; and you will be changed into a different person. 1 SAMUEL 10:6

And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. 2 CORINTHIANS 3:18

God can take the ugly stains in our lives, those scars that run deep, and transform them into masterpieces of His grace and mercy that will bless others. It's time for a makeover. Even now God can turn the ugliness of sin into beauty marks. Just come to Him and ask. Surrender your scars to His gentle touch.

There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. REVELATION 21:4

Did your big break turn into a big bust? Sometimes a great escape from a wounded past can turn into something worse as we discover the wounds were not just from without, but they were within. So regardless of where we go, what we do, who we are with, we carry those wounds with us.

My God, can it be that nothing inside of us ever gets washed away? We go on living as if nothing at all had happened, then suddenly the poison deep in our hearts comes rising up to the surface.

For Spiegel himself, all these developments meant something different: that he was suddenly forced to keep company with alternative practitioners whose approaches he had spent years reviling.

Miracles could become experiences that people, armed with right understanding, could summon themselves, for themselves.

Before he had come to the town he had known about nothing but death: here he had learnt to live, to decide things for himself; he had learnt what it felt like to wash in clean water in the sunshine until he was clean himself, and what it felt like to satisfy his hunger with food that tasted good; he had learnt the sound of laughter that was free from cruelty; he had learnt the meaning of beauty

The sun glistened on a drop of water as it fell from his hand to his knee. David wiped it off, but it left no tidemark: there was no more dirt to rub away. He took a deep breath and shivered. He was David. Everything else was washed away, the camp, its smell, its touch--and now he was David, his own master, free--free as long as he could remain so.