#christ

We see a hearse; we think sorrow. We see a grave; we think despair. We hear of a death; we think of a loss. Not so in heaven. When heaven sees a breathless body, it sees the vacated cocoon & the liberated butterfly. ↗

— Max Lucado

#death #death

Suddenly, as one, all the Greys stop talking and gape at Christian. What? Christian is singing softly to himself at the piano. Silence descends on us all as we strain to hear his soft, lyrical voice. I've heard him sing before, haven't they? He stops, suddenly conscious of the deathly hush that's fallen over the room. Kate glances questioningly at me and I shrug. Christian turns on the stool and frowns, embarrassed to realize he's become the center of attention. 'Go on,' Grace urges softly. 'I've never heard you sing, Christian. Ever. ↗

— E.L. James

#grace #greys #sing #voice #death

You can never be really sure of how much you believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life or death to you. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#christianity #death

Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dancer #dani-o-malley #iced #roydan #death

The only answer in these modern times, as in all other times, is the blood of Christ. When our conscience rises up and condemns us, where will we turn? We turn to Christ. We turn to the suffering and death of Christ—the blood of Christ. This is the only cleansing agent in the universe that can give the conscience relief in life and peace in death. ↗

— John Piper

#religion #death

As a serf, poor Christian has already been killed several times in our class. Aside from dying of the Black Plague on the first day, he’s starved to death, had his hands cut off for stealing a loaf of bread, and been run down by his master’s horse just for kicks. He’s like Christian the fifth now. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara #death

I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter--the Eternity they have entered--where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#death #eternity #happy #heaven #joy

If you are a Buddhist, inspire yourself by thinking of the bodhisattva. If you are a Christian, think of the Christ, who came not to be served by others but to serve them in joy, in peace, and in generosity. For these things, these are not mere words, but acts, which go all the way, right up to their last breath. Even their death is a gift, and resurrection is born from this kind of death. (157) ↗

— Jean-Yves Leloup

#bodhisattva #buddhism #buddhist #christ #christianity

Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain; If we perish in the seeking, why, how small a thing is death! ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#christianity #death #dragons #death

The moment God is figured out with nice neat lines and definitions, we are no longer dealing with God. ↗

— Rob Bell

#faith #god #jesus #spirituality #faith