Quotes about Child

It is not the absence of sin but the grieving over it which distinguishes the child of God from empty professors.

When we see the face of a child, we think of the future. We think of their dreams about what they might become, and what they might accomplish.

The mysterious, invisible authority of the divine child over human hearts is more solidly grounded then the visible and resplendent power of earthly rulers. Ultimately all authority on earth must serve only the authority of Jesus Christ over humankind.

Holy theology arises from knees bent before the mystery of the divine child in the stable. Without the holy night, there is no theology.

it is God himself, the Lord and Creator of all things, who is so small here, who is hidden here in the corner, who enters into the plainness of the world, who meets us in the helplessness and defenselessness of a child, and wants to be with us.

The authority of this poor child will grow (Isa. 9:7). It will encompass all the earth, and knowingly or unknowingly, all human generations until the end of the ages will have to serve it.

We cannot approach the manger of the Christ child in the same way we approach the cradle of another child. Rather, when we go to his manger, something happens, and we cannot leave it again unless we have been judged or redeemed. Here we must either collapse or know the mercy of God directed toward us.

Are you afraid of God's wrath? Then go to the child in the manger and receive there the peace of God.

There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.

To see the law by Christ fulfilled and hear his pardoning voice, changes a slave into a child and duty into choice.

If God loved me enough to give His Son to die for me when I was His enemy, surely He loves me enough to care for me now that I am His child.

face." I sat spellbound. Here it was — the image of grace I had been seeking: an aspiring father bringing unconditional acceptance to a child who had absolutely nothing to offer, no accolades or accomplishments, just herself in all of her vulnerability and scars and weaknesses. My eyes moistened. This is the love of a dad. Maybe — just maybe — this is the love of a Father.