Quotes from Chris Fabry

The struggle of our lives was not a sign that there was still life. If you stopped struggling, that's when you needed to be worried. The fight meant that God was helping you keep going one more day even if you didn't thik you coould make it.

This is the malady of the humans, that they can hold on to that which is fleeting and of little consequence and call it everlasting. They focus on awards, achievements, and what can be done in their own strength while the Almighty desires to work trough their weakness.

Humans struggle with the underside of the tapestry, unable to see the beauty in their situation, for they cannot know how the trouble of life fits with The Plan.

And then a wave of peace washed over her and told her it wasn't where she lived that mattered, but that she was walking with Him.

When you give voice to your fear, when you expose it, as vulnerable as that makes you, you give others the same permission. You give them courage to believe there's more to life than cowering. You give hope. And my guess is, when you tackle your inner fears, you will eventually tackle what's hold you back from who God intended you to be. Your fears lead you to who you really are.

It was Pidge's observation that toleration rather than love was what kept her parents together. They were yoked like horses to a plow and they moved through life pulling something neither could see that kept them a safe distances from each other. There was something both admirable and sad in their marital work ethic, and Pidge promised herself she wouldn't settle like they had. It was a promise she broke.

I try not to be religious. That sounds stuck-up. Like you just follow rules. I read somebody once who said religion is man's way to God. We make a list to follow that makes us good people in our own eyes, but we don't take into account what God wants.

I took her hands in both of mine. "Darlin', what happened in those woods does not define the rest of your life. People might look at you and say, 'There's that woman that was taken to the cabin in Kentucky.' But God doesn't look at you that way. He says, 'There's my daughter. There's my spotless bride that my Son died for.' What happened out there does not have to follow you.

Most people made it more complicated than it really was, she thought. They looked for a formula or a mathematical equation. And believed that if you didn't do every step right, you didn't get what you were praying for. She knew nothing could be further from the truth because prayer was about relationship. Prayer was talking and listening and being excited to spend time with someone who loves you.

My constant companions were fears, not God. I convinced myself he was simply on vacation, out carrying someone else on that beach with all the footprints. My heart had shriveled, and my soul was as wrinkled

I pray for unity among those that love You. I pray that You'd open their eyes so that they can see Your truth. I pray for Your hand of protection and guidance.

Don't quit. Don't give up. God can take the broken pieces and make them beautiful again. It's what he does best.