Quotes About God

And God? He's in these hills because we are. No matter how far you run, you can't shake Him. Maybe Davis and I know that best, but Emma knew it first, and Saint Augustine said it best: You stir man to take pleasure in praising You, because You have made us for Yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in You.

To us—those who seek the solace of the marsh—it is a stage where God paints—yellow in the morning, green toward noon, brownish in the afternoon, and blood red toward evening. It is the sentinel that stands guard at the ocean's edge, protecting the sea from the runoff that would kill it. It is a selfless and sacrificial place. And when I close my eyes, it is also the smell of home.

If God was down here drinking His coffee, then He was on his second cup, because He'd already Windexed the sky. Only the streaks remained.

Love has its own communication—one you can't prove in a courtroom, in a lab experiment, or on a doctor's chart. It's the language of the heart, and while it has never been transcribed, has no alphabet, and can't be heard or spoken by voice, it is used by every human on the planet. It is written on our souls, scripted by the finger of God, and we can hear, understand, and speak it with perfection long before we open our eyes for the first time.

The world with its miseries may be a problem difficult to reconcile with the existence of God; but that same world without God is a far greater problem, leaving exactly the same miseries to be endured in hopeless despair.

You must pay for everything in this world, one way or another. There is nothing free except the grace of God.

There is nothing free except the Grace of God.

As we rode along LaBoeuf commenced whistling tunes, perhaps to take his mind off his sore arm. Rooster said, "God damn a man that whistles!" It was the wrong thing to say if he wished it to stop.

You must pay for everything in this world one way and another. There is nothing free except the Grace of God. You cannot earn that or deserve it.

The sovereignty of God is absolute; yet it is never exercised in condemning men who ought to be saved, but rather, it has resulted in salvation of men who deserved to be lost.

It is true that however men may differ among themselves as to individual character, as to outward circumstances, social or religious, when they appear at the bar of God, all are on equality, all are sinners, and as such, are deserving of punishment.

The prayer for the vengeance of God is the prayer for the execution of his righteousness in the judgment of sin.

9 "There are Christians who want to be more spiritual than God himself. They like to talk of battle, renunciation, suffering, and the cross, and it is almost painful to them that the holy scripture speaks not only of that, but time and again of the good fortune of the devout, the well-being of the just." —MEDITATING ON THE WORD

Reading of biblical books forces everyone who wants to hear to put himself, or to allow himself to be found, where God has acted once and for all for the salvation of men." —LIFE TOGETHER

The Christian perceives in suffering a temptation of Satan to separate him from God." —TEMPTATION

Faith stakes everything on the faithfulness of God." —NO RUSTY SWORDS

As the open confession of my sins to a brother insures me against self-deception, so, too, the assurance of forgiveness becomes fully certain to me only when it is spoken by a brother in the name of God. Mutual, brotherly confession is given to us by God in order that we may be sure of divine forgiveness." —LIFE TOGETHER

God's ways are the ways which he himself has gone and which we are now to go with him. God will not allow us to go on any way which he himself has not preceded us." —MEDITATING ON THE WORD

Remembering becomes a power in the present because the God who once acted for me is the living God who today makes me sure of what he has done." —MEDITATING ON THE WORD

The assumed instinctive belief in God has been used by many persons as an argument for His existence. But this is a rash argument, as we should thus be compelled to believe in the existence of cruel and malignant spirits, only a little more powerful than man for the belief in them is far more general than in a beneficent Diety.

It is the desire for irreverence as much as anything else that brought me first to poetry. The need to make fun of authority, break taboos, celebrate the body and its functions, claim that one has seen angels in the same breath as one says that there is no god.

I write to annoy God, to make Death laugh. I write because I can't get it right.

Did she believe in God? Yes and no. God is the cunning of all these boxes fitting inside each other, perhaps? More likely, God is just another box. Neither the tiniest one nor the biggest imaginable. There are boxes even God knows nothing of.

Silence is the only language god speaks.