#fait

I'm beginning to perceive motherhood as a long, slow letting go, of which birth is just the first step. ↗

— Sandra Steingraber

#motherhood #parenting #faith

I don't think I have the faith to believe in Elohim." "But He Always believes in you. ↗

— Molly Evangeline

#inspirational #faith

If you have abandoned one faith, do not abandon all faith. There is always an alternative to the faith we lose. Or is it the same faith under another name? ↗

— Graham Greene

#hope #inspirational #faith

God uses people to help others. I only pray my faith is strong enough to get me through what I have to face. ↗

— Jennifer Hudson Taylor

#inspirational-quotes #faith

I see now how things even up, how they are squared away, and how they balance under the law of love and justice. No year of life is emotionally, spiritually or even materially, all drought or all rainfall; nor is it all sun. The road turns a little every day, and one day there's a sudden twist we didn't dream was there, and for every loss there is somewhere a gain, for every grief a happiness, for every deprivation a giving. ↗

— Faith Baldwin

#life #faith

We are preaching hope, standing on the bones of the past. ↗

— John Rucyahana

#faith #forgiveness #genocide #hope #rwanda

I couldn't care less about evidence and proof and assurances. I just want God. I want God inside me. I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on water. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#faith #god #faith

Aye me, how many perils do enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall? Were not, that heavenly grace doth him uphold, And steadfast truth acquite him out of all. ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#perils #righteous #truth #faith

For it is better, with closed eyes, to follow God as our guide, than, by relying on our own prudence, to wander through those circuitous paths which it devises for us. ↗

— Jean Calvin

#guidance #faith

Surprised by joy- impatient as the Wind I turned to share the transport-- Oh! with whom But thee, deep buried in the silent tomb, That spot which no vicissitude can find? Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind-- But how could I forget thee? Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour, Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss? -- That thought's return Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore, Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn, Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more; That neither present time, nor years unborn Could to my sight that heavenly face restore. ↗

— William Wordsworth

#loss #poetry #faith