Quotes about Tragedy

The tragedy of sin is that it diverts gifts. The person who has a genuine capacity for loving becomes promiscuous, maybe sexually, or maybe by becoming frivolous and fickle, afraid to make a commitment to anyone or anything. The person with a gift for passionate intensity squanders it in angry tirades and, given power, becomes a demagogue.

In the time that we're here today, more women and children will die violently in the Darfur region than in Iraq, Afghanistan, Palestine, Israel or Lebanon. So, after September 30, you won't need the UN - you will simply need men with shovels and bleached white linen and headstones.

And along the streets the blood of the children flowed simply, like the blood of children…Come and see the blood in the streets, come and see the blood in the streets.

The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that they are not mended again.

The tragedy of our lives is that, while we suffer from the wounds afflicted on us by those who love us, we cannot avoid wounding those we want to love.

Women have always been the primary victims of war. Women lose their husbands, their fathers, their sons in combat.

Thus violent deeds live after men upon the earth, and traces of war and bloodshed will survive in mournful shapes long after those who worked the desolation are but atoms of earth themselves.

Then Jesus healed the man. I think the important thing here is that we can't always pin down reasons for tragedy. Life is tough—you know that. But every hard moment can be met by God, used by God. That's the glory of it. We can ask why, but we may never find the answer. But we will find God if we turn to Him. In that surrender, He'll turn the tragedy into something for His glory and your eternal good, according to His will.

Trouble always feels personal. But it doesn't mean that God doesn't care about you. That He's out to get you. In fact, the opposite is true. God deliberately put Himself in the way of the ultimate tragedy to save you. That's what grace is...and frankly, He uses trouble to show you Himself.

All people have had ill luck, but Jairus's daughter and Lazarus had the worst.

One by fire, one by water, two of what he had so intensely loved gone, he thought. He couldn't lose a third.

The deceased was the tragic hero, the survivors the innocent victims; there was the omnipresence of the deity, strophe and antistrophe of the chorus of mourners led by the preacher. There was grief over the waste of life, the stunned wonder at the ways of God, and the restoration of order in nature at the graveyard.