Quotes About Presence

Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn't the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I could feel him. In every pore of my body, every nerve ending I owned, I could feel him. 

Escape, baby. The lack of control is control. When you're hanging on each moment, anticipating what comes next, it leaves room for nothing else. That's what I want to do for you. … "And who helps you escape, Liam?" "We're going to the same place, Amy. I'm not standing outside, watching." His lips find my neck and then my ear. "I'm right here with you.

His presence in my life is like the lighthouse in my stormy waters to a ship lost at sea.

His presence in my life is like the lighthouse in stormy waters to a ship lost at sea.

My breath caught in wonder and surprise and I remembered that during the darkest of hours, God is.

Jesus, do you always show up like this, at the craziest of times and in the oddest of places? I sure hope so.

They never see me coming. Know why? Because I'm already there.

Ian stepped out to where he knew I could clearly see and identify his tall, dark, and dangerous self.

above all, I knew love. In me and beside me and around me. Behind me and before me.

There is so much good. So much grace. So much pouring into the river. A quiet water, this river of grace. Its work done in ways that do not seek attention. Yet it is there. Always there. A

Listen, the road seems to admonish. Listen. I have stories. I close my eyes, and I hear voices. Thousands whispering all at once. I can't make out any single one, but I know they're here. What do they have to say?

Take a breath, look around, a voice seemed to be whispering. None of this is here by accident, and neither are you.

feel that God was so very close, so very concerned with my particular life, so very ready to protect and to love. Always nearby. Always listening. Always leading. But

I would have lived more fully in the moment, realize how easily a perfect day can slip by unnoticed. Any day is the glory day if you choose to see the glory in it

If you could know —if you could always know —when the lasts in life are coming, you'd handle them differently. You'd savor. You'd stop. You'd let nothing else invade the moment.

You don't forget the feeling of stepping through a door and understanding in some unexplainable way that death has walked in before you.

Every time you mourn for me, I'll be far away. But when you celebrate, I'll be right there with you, dancing.

There is no definition of beauty, but when you can see someone's spirit coming through, something unexplainable, that's beautiful to me.

In the end the women of Christmas quietly stepped aside, making room for the One who truly matters.

God, could You show up? Right now, please?

me for walking too heavily on the wooden

Nothing is excluded and the unique nature of every aspect of creation is celebrated. This is how oneness works when it is not just a concept but a living presence. Many patterns and attachments that we think are essential to life will fall away, just as our present structures of power will become redundant. And the wonder of this change is that it need not be gradual, because it belongs to the now. Any real change is always a miracle - it happens through the grace of God.

T]he light of oneness is available to all of us, present in hidden aquifers where life's waters continue to flow, waiting in a living silence for us to notice.

One might have practiced on a spiritual path for thirty years, or one might be walking through a dappled wood, or one might have just met a friend who will be a friend forever—suddenly love is present, arriving unexpectedly, as a tender feeling, a fragrance in the heart.