Quotes About Blessing

It is a comely fashion to be glad; Joy is the grace we say to God.

The Lord has given you two hands and a brain and a big world to use them in. Use them well, and you will be provided for; use them ill, and you will want

Thank the good Lord!" cried the mother, when she grasped the fact that the small piece of paper was one hundred dollars. "It wasn't the good Lord at all," said I, "it was Daddy-LongLegs." "But it was the good Lord who put it in his mind," said she. "Not at all! I put it in his mind myself," said I.

There's a blessing in the moments after terror and before confirmation.

There is always a smile, a blessing, a flare of recognition from the hardworking young man who, because of the way beauty begets empathy (among other things), imagines his own little sister or cousin or daughter in the place of these girls.

if I have aught it is gave from Thy Hand

Will is underrated as a therapeutic agent, an instrument of transformation and self-determination – sometimes the only tool a person can call upon in extremis. There is nothing natural or spontaneous about it. To make a blessing out of a curse is a genuine triumph of will, and transforming shame into pride a rare form of alchemy.

I was blessed to have a mother and father that recognized the value of education.

Say you are well, or all is well with you, and God shall hear your words and make them come true. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In death, I love you still. So, forward! Aspire! Achieve! I remain, Daniel Blessing

A falcon screamed down from above and speared one of the two, and peeled off to rise again before the survivor had time to evade or mourn the loss, as if there had always been one and not two. As if there had always only ever been one Strange Bird. But from above, even dying, the companion defiant, urging the last on, and blessing the bird that had caught her, for it was only acting as to its nature and there was no cruelty in that.

For memory is a blessing: it creates bonds rather than destroys them.

George Macdonald said, 'If you knew what God knows about death you would clap your listless hands', but instead I find old people in North America just buying this whole youth obsession. I think growing older is a wonderful privilege. I want to learn to glorify God in every stage of my life.

He says no in order that He may, in some way we cannot imagine, say yes. All His ways with us are merciful. His meaning is always love.

God withholds blessing only in wisdom, never in spite or aloofness.

If God loves me, He´ll make me happy". Well, yes and no. Happy isn´t the word, really. It´s joy, a far better thing. Not a sentiment, not mere "feeling good", but something that can never be taken away.

One morning I was reading the story of Jesus' feeding of the five thousand. The disciples could find only five loaves of bread and two fishes. "Let me have them," said Jesus. He asked for all. He took them, said the blessing, and broke them before He gave them out. I remembered what a chapel speaker, Ruth Stull of Peru, had said: "If my life is broken when given to Jesus, it is because pieces will feed a multitude, while a loaf will satisfy only a little lad.

Those who say life is a glorious blessing are right. Those who say it is endlessly cruel are also right.

Goodness and mercy may not follow me all the days of my life, but it is here now.

I throw sticks for him, and it comes to me that it is a miracle I am able to do this: use my arm, full strength. Follow the course of the stick clearly. Walk without fatigue or pain. Assume, with blind confidence, that I will be able to do this tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. Spend an afternoon with someone who has been told their number is up, and you will will regard everything you do later that day with grateful wonder. I mean, even laundry.

specific miracle

Each day is God's gift of a fresh unspoiled opportunity to live according to His priorities.

What a blessing to be able to leave the cares of life for a brief period and spend time in the outstretched arms of your Shepherd, rubbing, as it were, your cheek against His face in intimate fellowship through prayer.

A mothers greatest joy in having a child is to give that child fully and freely to God.