“When we lose one blessing, another is often most unexpectedly given in its place.”

Everyone thinks forgiveness is a lovely idea until he has something to forgive.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart.

Every Christian would agree that a man’s spiritual health is exactly proportional to his love for God.

Don’t judge a man by where he is, because you don’t know how far he has come.

Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it’s thinking of yourself less.

Love is never wasted, for its value does not rest upon reciprocity.

If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.

We all agree that forgiveness is a beautiful idea until we have to practice it.

One of the most cowardly things ordinary people do is to shut their eyes to facts.

Forgiveness does not mean excusing.

We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.

Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person’s ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.

When I have learned to love God better than my earthly dearest, I shall love my earthly dearest better than I do now.

A clever arrangement of bad eggs will never make a good omelet.

It is not your job to carry every burden to heal every heart-your love is a divine blessing.

God heals what you hide he keeps blessing your life.

In this world of inconsistency, He is a constant blessing.

And sometimes we itself never let blessings fall on our head.

Why do I see in a world gone blind? I always longed to find the answers, took chances. Asked for the veil to thin. Fault? Mine. Left questioning; my eyes, blessings or curses?

I may not see or feel it instantly, but I know it’s there and with time that blessing will uncover itself.

You will never love another the same way, again. And I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a blessing or a tragedy.

My birth was a blessing. Sent to live and die on Earth; it’s a blessing. We each have a star; all you have to do is find it. Once you do, everyone sees it, you won’t be blinded.