Quotes from Chris Fabry

Pray and wait. That's what she had done in the past few weeks. And in the waiting came the strengthening of the muscles of faith. It was a whole-faith workout to wait and allow God to do what He wanted to do. As Clara said, it was time to just get out of His way.

Yeah, right, I thought. God hadn't asked me if I wanted to go deeper, and thank you very much, I liked the shallows. It's easier to play when there's no current. In the middle you lose your footing; you lose control. You lose.

God, I want a new job and I don't want to go to jail," Tony prayed. "But I know there are consequences to my actions. I know what I did hurt people. I've hurt my family. I hurt my employer. And I thank You for forgiving me and grabbing hold of my heart and not letting me go any further toward things that would have destroyed me.

She's not mean. She's just hurt. An animal that's gentle and friendly growls when it's injured. Remember that when people act ugly toward you. They're usually in some kind of pain.

Now, in some cosmic act of God or coincidence, the girl had returned to me. Who was I kidding? There is no coincidence. There is punishment, retribution. Or perhaps love and mercy and grace. Which was it?

There is no greater power on earth than a mother's love, unless it is a mother's guilt.

There're some things that can't be helped. They just are. You either live with them or you don't. Simple as that. There's nothing simple about it. You got that right. You certainly got that right.

The pain in my body could not match the pain her cry surfaced in my heart. They cleaned her, weighed her, wrapped her, and whisked her away. And it was then that I realized the much-greater pain is not in giving birth but in releasing your own child.

Wanted all my questions answered and everything wrapped and tied with a bow. But life is not neat bows and nice packages. Life is messy and you don't get all your questions answered.

You may forsake a person, a family, some location of the heart, but scars and memories cannot be discarded like used clothing.

Because I don't think God trusts just anybody with so much heartache. The world has not yet seen what God can do with a man who gives both halves of a broken heart to him. And I don't doubt that a man like that can change the world...or at least a little part of it.

Lord, we need a generation of believers who are not ashamed of the gospel. We need an army of believers who hate to be lukewarm and will stand on Your Word above all else. Raise 'em up, Lord. Raise them up.