#miss

The reason why many are still troubled, still seeking, still making little forward progress is because they haven't yet come to the end of themselves. We're still trying to give orders, and interfering with God's work within us. ↗

— A.W. Tozer

#surrender #trouble

I’ll give you my strength if I can have your remission. ↗

— John Green

#remission #cancer

Why is it that some Christians cross land and sea, continents and cultures, as missionaries? What on earth impels them? It is not in order to commend a civilization, an institution or an ideology, but rather a person, Jesus Christ, whom they believe to be unique. ↗

— John R.W. Stott

#ideology

Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes.Sometimes, people can discover you, even though they've been looking at you the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#attention

The silence isn't so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. ↗

— Owl City

#sad #space

Even as I hold you, I am letting you go. ↗

— Alice Walker

#hold-you #leaving #let-go #letting-go #loss

I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#trust #rich

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

Nearly' only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#failure #luck #near-hits #near-misses #nearly

I can't take not knowing what the next day will bring- the uncertainty is sawing me in two. The room is dark. A flickering candle burns on the window ledge a few feet away. I take a deep breath, which is to say, as deep a breath as I can take. "Are you okay?" Sarah asks. I wrap my arms around her. "I miss you," I say. "You miss me? But I'm right here." "That's the worst way to miss somebody. When they' re right beside you and you miss them anyway. ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#uncertainty