#prayer

Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above ↗

— J.R. Ward

#love

There is nothing that we are enduring that Jesus does not understand, and He waits for us to go to our Heavenly Father in prayer. If we will be obedient and if we are diligent, our prayers will be answered, our problems will diminish, our fears will dissipate, light will come upon us, the darkness of despair will be dispersed, and we will be close to the Lord. ↗

— Robert D. Hales

#jesus-christ #obedience #prayer #understanding #obedience

Lord, help us root our feet to the earth And our eyes to the road And always remember the fallen angels Who, attempting to soar, Were seared instead by the sun and, wings melting, Came crashing back to the sea. Lord, help root my eyes to the earth And stay my eyes to the road So I may never stumble. -Psalm 24 (From "Prayer and Study," The Book of Shhh) ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#guidance #help #hope #lauren-oliver #love

The only trouble is that in the spiritual life there are no tricks and no shortcuts. Those who imagine that they can discover spiritual gimmicks and put them to work for themselves usually ignore God's will and his grace. ↗

— Thomas Merton

#prayer #spirituality #imagination

But the very fact that this world is so challenging is exactly why you sometimes must reach out of its jurisdiction for help, appealing to a higher authority in order to find your comfort. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#love

The saints, too, had wandering minds. The saints, too, had constantly to recall their constantly wandering mind-child home. They became saints because they continued to go after the little wanderer, like the Good Shepherd. ↗

— Peter Kreeft

#god #prayer #saints #home

I delight to come to my bearings,—not walk in procession with pomp and parade, in a conspicuous place, but to walk even with the Builder of the universe, if I may,—not to live in this restless, nervous, bustling, trivial Nineteenth Century, but stand or sit thoughtfully while it goes by. What are men celebrating? They are all on a committee of arrangements, and hourly expect a speech from somebody. God is only the president of the day, and Webster is his orator. I love to weigh, to settle, to gravitate toward that which most strongly and rightfully attracts me;—not hang by the beam of the scale and try to weigh less,—not suppose a case, but take the case that is ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#simplicity #timelessness #love

God loves his creatures, and he loves each one the more, the more it shares his own goodness, which is the first and primary object of his love. Therefore he wants the desires of his rational creatures to be fulfilled because they share most perfectly of all creatures the goodness of god. And his will is an accomplisher of things because he is the cause of things by his will. So it belongs to the divine goodness to fulfill the desires of rational creatures which are put to him in prayer. ↗

— St. Thomas Aquinas

#passion #prayer #love

What is the secret of your serenity?” a student asked Sophia “Wholehearted cooperation with the inevitable,” she replied. ↗

— David W. Jones

#serenity #serenity-prayer #love

What is more powerful than the love of a mother? What possesses more strength than her humbly whispered prayers? Perhaps only God's hand in answering those earnest pleadings on your behalf. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#love #mom #mother #mother-s-day #motherhood