Dear God, if I made it through this alive and conscious, my name deserved to be added to some X-rated category in the Guinness Book of World Records or something. -Emma
Love is shapeless and colorless and tasteless and odorless. But so is God, so how can you believe in one and not the other?
At this Christmas when Christ comes, will He find a warm heart? Mark the season of Advent by loving and serving the others with God's own love and concern.
Your uncle," Poseidon sighed, "has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater.
When you understand who you are by knowing what God created you to do, you have no room for becoming jealous over what someone else is doing.
Brighten the corner where you are. You don’t blame God for placing you in a dark corner… You rather have to thank him for giving you the light to make it bright!
You can’t live outside the manual of your manufacturer and perform the function He created you for. God’s word is His manual; obey and take the lead!
Shadows of doubt will always fall behind you when you keep your face towards the sunshine. Believe in God; face the brighter light and cast behind the dark shadows!
Don’t misconceive God; His purpose is for us to enjoy fruits, but He gave us seeds so that we can grow the fruits. Misuse of a seed is a murder of fruits!
God has buried your leadership roles in your gifting. To take the lead, you got to unzip the gift bag. It’s your responsible to make it happen!
Life, faculties, production-in other words, individuality, liberty, property-this is man. And in spite of the cunning of artful political leaders, these three gifts from God precede all human legislation, and are superior to it.
Human love didn't eradicate God, but it put Him into His proper distant second place.
If you're in bad mood, take a deep breath. If you're in good mood, give thanks to God.
The only things we can keep are the things we freely give to God. What we try to keep for ourselves is just what we are sure to lose.
...he felt God the same way arthritic monks felt rain coming in their joints. He felt only a hint of him.
The Qu'ran is God's song, not ours, not even Muhammad's. To allow such a song to pass through one's body, however imperfectly, is to discover that the instrument is transformed by the music.
I was amazed at how routine, how mechanically this most powerful intellect was created. It was no burst of inspiration, but almost physical labor instead. I asked myself: was it the same way for God?
There is in every intellect a natural exigency for a true concept of God: we are born with the thirst to know and to see Him, and therefore it cannot be otherwise.
I swear to God, I think my panties just melted off my body. How can Crush just talking sex make me hot?
Gods were like possums. You could go your whole life without seeing one, but once you found one of them, you found the whole freaky family.
She opened one eye. “The goddess Artemis is going to talk to the supreme god Zeus … about me?” “Yup.” She closed her eyes again. “I’m so not okay.
