#christ

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. ↗

— John Irving

#zealots #behavior

I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#christine-feehan #dark-dream #dark-dreamers #paranormal #romance

I am wired by nature to love the same toys that the world loves. I start to fit in. I start to love what others love. I start to call earth "home." Before you know it, I am calling luxeries "needs" and using my money just the way unbelievers do. I begin to forget the war. I don't think much about people perishing. Missions and unreached people drop out of my mind. I stop dreaming about the triumphs of grace. I sink into a secular mind-set that looks first to what man can do, not what God can do. It is a terrible sickness. And I thank God for those who have forced me again and again toward a wartime mind-set. ↗

— John Piper

#fitting-in #materialism #mind-set #missions #money

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph. ↗

— Shirley Temple

#asked #autograph #believing #claus #department

Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#eyeliner #pretty #tris #care

I have been seized by the power of a great affection. ↗

— Brennan Manning

#jesus #gospel

Have you no wish for others to be saved? Then you're not saved yourself, be sure of that! ↗

— Charles H. Spurgeon

#christian #evangelism #share #witness #wit

It wasn't you're fault," I whisper. And then out of self-protection more than anything else, I bring the glory. I don't warn him or anything. I don't damp it down. I bring it. The room fills with light. "This is what I am," I say, my hair ablaze around my head. He squints at me. his jaw juts out a little in pure stubbornness. He stands his ground "I know," he says. I take a step towards him, close the space between us, put my glowing hand against his cheek. He starts to tremble. "This is what I am," I say again and my wings are out now. His knees wobble, but he fights it. He puts his hand at my waist, turns me, pulls me closer, which surprises me. "I can accept that," he whispers, and holds his breath, and leans in to kiss me His lips brush mine for an instant, and an emotion like victory tears through him, but he pulls away and glances at the front door. Groans. Christian is standing in the doorway. "Wow," Tucker says, trying to grin. "You really know how to cramp a guy's style." His legs give out. He falls to his knees. My light blinks off. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara-gardner #tucker-avery #victory

As a Christian, my highest calling is not motherhood; my highest calling is to follow Christ. ↗

— Rachel Held Evans

#christianity #feminist #spirituality #womanhood #motherhood

As goes the family, so goes the faith; as goes the faith, so goes the culture. ↗

— Kenneth L. Gentry Jr.

#culture #faith #family #faith