Your naked body deserves the honor of being shared only with someone who is covenanted to never stop loving your naked soul.
Only speak words that make souls stronger.
Only speak words that make souls stronger -\-\ for once words are spoken, they may be forgiven, but may be not forgotten.
Motherhood is a hallowed place because children aren’t commonplace. Co-laboring over the sculpting of souls is a sacred vocation, a humbling privilege. Never forget.
Hurry always empties a soul.
How long does it take your soul to realize that your life is full? The slower the living, the greater the sense of fullness and satisfaction.
I make soup and I back bread and I know my supreme need is joy in God and I know I can't experience deep joy in God until I deep trust in God. I shine sinks and polish through to the realization that trusting God is my most urgent need. If I deep trusted God in all the facets of my life, wouldn't that deep heal my anxiety, my self-condemnation, my soul holes? The fear is suffocating, terrorizing, and I want the remedy, and it is trust. Trust is everything. If fear keeps our lives small, does a life that receives all of God in this moment grow large too?
That which tears open our souls, those holes that splatter our sight, may actually become the thin, open places to see through the mess of this place to the heart-aching beauty beyond. To Him. To the God whom we endlessly crave.
Are stress and worry evidence of a soul too lazy, too undisciplined, to keep gaze fixed on God?
The frame of a soul was never made for fame. The frame of a soul was made to serve.
The gift list is thinking upon His goodness – and this, this pleases Him most! And most profits my own soul and I am beginning, only beginning, to know it. If clinging to His goodness is the highest form of prayer, then this seeing His goodness with a pen, with a shutter, with a word of thanks, these really are the most sacred acts conceivable. The ones anyone can conceive, anywhere, in the midst of anything. Eucharisteo takes us into His love.
Poor communication doesn’t disconnect souls. It’s the disconnected souls who poorly communicate.
Comparison is a thug that robs your joy. But its even more than that - Comparison makes you a thug who beats down somebody - or your soul.
Pick up a yardstick to measure your life against anyone else's, and you've just picked up a stick and beaten up your own soul.
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