Faith Quotes
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Then I felt as if my thoughts were cut off in the middle, absorbing and yet defective, with an urgent need for verification, for development, yet without conviction, without faith in themselves.
Elena Ferrante
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In all things, therefore, where we have clear evidence from our ideas, and those principles of knowledge I have above mentioned, reason is the proper judge; and revelation, though it may, in consenting with it, confirm its dictates, yet cannot in such cases invalidate its decrees: nor can we be obliged, where we have the clear and evident sentience of reason, to quit it for the contrary opinion, under a pretence that it is matter of faith: which can have no authority against the plain and clear dictates of reason.
John Locke
Nazareth
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Maybe there are only atheists in foxholes. If the faithful truly and fully believe in a protective deity, why would they dive into a foxhole to protect themselves from the bullets whizzing by ? A part of their brain knows damn well that if they do not protect themselves, the bullets will hardly discriminate between those who claim faith and those who reject it.
J. Anderson Thomson
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The life of faith is a daily exploration of the constant and countless ways in which Gods grace and love are expereinced.
Eugene H. Peterson
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In His infinite wisdom, God allows trials in order to develop perseverance in us and to cause us to fix our hopes on the glory that is yet to be revealed... Our faith and perseverance can grow only under the pain of trial.
Jerry Bridges
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Real faith is refined in the fires and storms of pain.
Eugene H. Peterson
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You cannot let where you are today cause you to get stuck. I'm going to be my best right now. That's what faith is all about.
Joel Osteen
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Faith and hope...are the wings by which our souls, rising above the world, are lifted up to God.
John Calvin
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Surely tis by faith we are upheld thro such trials-justice will be meted in time to those who fill soft places and malign men who perform heroic duties.
Elizabeth Blair Lee
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Memory, faith, and the natural world as both witness to the cycle of human life and healer to a questioning heart are at the core of this lovely and lyrical collection of poems. The weather changes, people come and go from cities and towns, babies are born, grow up and depart from their parents’ arms, but still, the countryside and its rituals sustain the people and creatures who know how to read the signs of the seasons. In these pages, Laura Grace Weldon shares those signs with us; her poems are the fruit of a wonderful harvest.
Eleanor Lerman
