Quotes About God

It makes no difference what Washington, DC, thinks . . . what Iran wants . . . what Russia demands . . . or what the European Union hopes for—it only matters what God Almighty has declared! He has all power in heaven and on earth!

He can no longer have God for a Father, who has not the Church for a Mother.

Of all points of faith, the being of a God is, to my own apprehension, encompassed with most difficulty, and yet borne in upon our minds with most power.

Mary became the window of heaven, for God through her poured the True Light upon the world; the

Again, Arius asserted that the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity was not able to comprehend the First, whereas Eunomius's characteristic tenet was that all men could comprehend God as fully as the Son comprehended Him Himself; yet no one can doubt that Eunomianism was a true development, not a corruption of Arianism.

Here in St. Cloud's," Dr. Larch wrote, " I have been given the choice of playing God or leaving practically everything up to chance. It is my experience that practically everything is left up to chance much of the time; men who believe in good and evil, and who believe that good should win, should watch for those moments when it is possible to play God – we should seize those moments. There won't be may

A person's faith goes at its own pace. The trouble with church is the service. A service is conducted for a mass audience. Just when I start to like the hymn, everyone plops down to pray. Just when I start to hear the prayer, everyone pops up to sing. And what does the stupid sermon have to do with God? Who knows what God thinks of current events? Who cares?

If you're God's instrument, Owen, I said, how come you need my help to stuff a basketball?

May God watch over your soul, which no man may abuse.

That was when I first began to think about certain events or specific things being important and having special purpose. Until then, the notion that anything had a designated, much less a special purpose would have been cuckoo to me. I was not what was commonly called a believer then, and I am a believer now; I believe in God, and I believe in the special purpose of certain events or specific things.

Ad majorem Dei gloriam—to the greater glory of God.

Amazing! said Mr. McSwiney. You've got a permanently fixed larynx, he told Owen. I've rarely seen such a thing, he said. Your voice box is never in repose - your Adam's apple sits up there in the position of a permanent scream. I could try giving you some exercises, but you might want to see a throat doctor; you might have to have surgery. I DON'T WANT TO HAVE SURGERY, I DON'T NEED ANY EXERCISES, said Owen Meany. IF GOD GAVE ME THIS VOICE, HE HAD A REASON, Owen said.

God creates us out of love, but we don't want God, or we don't believe in Him, or we pay very poor attention to Him. Nevertheless, God continues to love us—at least, He continues to try to get our attention. Pastor Merrill made religion seem reasonable. And the trick of having faith, he said, was that it was necessary to believe in God without any great or even remotely reassuring evidence that we don't inhabit a godless universe.

As often as I feel certain that God exists, I feel as often at a loss to say what difference it makes—that He exists—or even: that to believe in God, which I do, raises more questions than it presents answers. Thus, when I am feeling my most faithful, I also feel full of a few hard questions that I would like to put to God—I mean, critical questions of the How-Can-He, How-Could-He, How-Dare-You variety.

Look at the world: look at how many of our peerless leaders presume to tell us that they know what God wants! It's not God who's fucked up, it's the screamers who say they believe in Him and who claim to pursue their ends in His holy name!

Dear God!" the cook cried. "Soon all the wood on Twisted River will be pulpwood—for paper! What about toboggans is worse than paper?" "Books are made from paper!" Ketchum declared. "What role do toboggans play in your son's education?

It seemed to Alice that the drunk should have been struck dead for using such language in a church, but before God could take any action against the down-and-out, William resumed playing—with a vengeance.

Un Dios escrupuloso o crítico, pensó Wilbur Larch, nos mataría a todos.

GOD HAS TAKEN YOUR MOTHER. MY HANDS WERE THE INSTRUMENT. GOD HAS TAKEN MY HANDS. I AM GOD'S INSTRUMENT.

It's not God who's fucked up, it's the screamers who say they believe in Him and who claim to pursue their ends in His holy name!

His mind was closed to the possibility of a new story; there was no room in his heart for a new character of God's holy choosing, or for a new

IF SOME PREACHER'S AN ASSHOLE, THAT'S NOT PROOF THAT GOD DOESN'T EXIST! (page 286)

My God," Franny would say later. "They would bring their daughter to see a murder, but they wouldn't even let her hear about an orgasm. Americans sure are strange.

Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,/And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan.... /These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown/Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.' I know you know what that means: you believe in God but I believe in 'Crass Casualty'—in chance, in luck. That's what I mean. You see? What good does it do to make whatever decision you're talking about? What good does courage do—when what happens next is up for grabs?