Julie Lessman Quotes

But the truth is, real love denies self to give those we love God's best. So I said no to Collin and yes to God, and I truly believe that's why our marriage is so wonderful today. Because the Bible is clear - God honors those who honor him.

true confidence blooms in the soil of a relationship with God, following His path rather than one's own, pursuing His truth rather than the world's.

Yes, I mean pray. As believers, it's the single most important tool we have outside of God's grace.

He's waiting to love you like you've never been loved before.

For once I've met a girl whose beauty on the inside is so powerful and deep, the surface beauty is almost secondary

I'm not sure what God has in store for you but I do know one thing - it will be good. I've learned He doesn't skimp with those who have a heart for Him. After all, His Word says He honors those who honor Him.

I mean that I discovered there's a difference between acceptance and reignation - one is positive, the other is negative. Acceptance opens the door of hope wide, while resignation slams it shut. One says God is good and loves us, and the other says He is harsh and doesn't care. Abraham chose to 'accept' God's will, knowing full well that God loved him and not only wanted the best for him, but knew exactly what that 'best' would be. Neither is easy when it means relinquishing the desires of our heart, but 'acceptance' promises that God will bless our obedience with a greater good. 'Resignation,' however, can sever our relationship with God, which leaves us on our own, resulting in darkness and despair.

For years he had possessed her dreams, but she'd been the master of those dreams. Now, he possessed her memory, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The man she loved was no more than a mirage - his image ever-present and haunting, but as empty and out of reach as the love she'd hoped to have.

She hadn't wanted this and yet deep down inside, she knew that she did, and that was what scared her more than anything.

I'm still me inside," she said quietly, "only a little braver, a little happier, and a little more excited about life than ever before.

Prayer doesn't just move mountains, it ushers us into the very presence of God, where we can touch Him and He us. A holy mingling of souls, if you will, where we can embrace the true essence of Life, because that's what He is-The Way the Truth, and the Life.

Life is a gift from the Creator, meant to be savored and enjoyed, not spent pining over things that could never be.

She sighed. "I don't know, Father, how do you get over someone who's held your heart in their hands for so long? And what do you do when they constantly turn your love away, leaving you battered and bruised?" A sob broke free from her throat to pierce the darkness.
His arm stiffened, paralyzed over her shoulder.
Marcy's voice rose, quiet and strong, to counter her daughter's pain. "You run to the arms of the Almighty, Lizzie. 'Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.' That's the only place our hearts are safe, the only place they can heal.

Trust is not an obsession, it's an extension of love. When we truly love someone, we give them our heart to hold in their hands. And when that love is returned, that very trust is balm to our souls.

I think of life as very much like a game. The one who created it gave us the rules by which it is to be played, rules designed to help us win, rules to help us be happy. The problem is many times we choose to play by our own rules, and then we're at a loss to understand why we never win.

I was young once, you know. Truth be told, I still am. Now, if I can convince my mirror.

It was not a day to remember; it was a day to forget...the memory of it could not pass soon enough.

You can. It's not a matter of feeling it, it's a matter of doing it - making the decision to bend that iron will of yours in God's direction so that He can hear your prayers and unleash blessings.

He showed me that prayer and faith are the antidote for despair, the only true lifeline for hope to which we can cling

Peace ... He should market it! ... He does every day. Through grateful pieces of the puzzle like you and me.

Because, my dear, God is love. Not just maternal or fraternal love but romantic love as well. Song of Solomon was written to show what the love between a husband and a wife should be, but it was also written to emulate the depth of feeling and love God has for each of us. As intense and wonderful as this young man's kiss made you feel, more so is the passion and love God has for you. No, your feelings aren't wrong, but perhaps the timing is.

But the irony is that unless God's in the center of it, you can get singed pretty badly.

[T]welve year old Libby O'Shea coasted on a homemade swing, toes touching a blinding-blue heaven dolloped with clouds.