Karen Kingsbury Quotes

Christmas miracles happen to those who believe

Daughter . . . above all else, guard your heart.

God's ways are better than man's.

Her eyes held an endless kind of love for him.

John 16:33. Sure, in this world they would have trouble. But God didn't leave them with that depressing fact. Rather, he finished the Scripture with the everlasting promise ... words she could hear the Lord whispering to her soul this very instant. My precious daughter, be of good cheer ... for I have overcome the world ...

God's still in control. Just like He was two thousand years ago.

It was the most terrifying part of being in love: that without a commitment to forever, separation was still possible.

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in life, in love, in faith, and in purity ... Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress.

Christmas is a time to mark our progress through this earthly journey. Because of Christmas, this we know: Christ was born for us. He is love, and the plans he has for us always surpass our own.

Ever after's worth waiting for. Don't you think?

Life is too short to be anything but real with the cast of characters God has placed in the story of your life. Love well, laugh often, and find your life in Christ. Don't hide away or be a follower. Be the wonderful unique person God made you to be, and know that your purpose will always be best when defined by your faith in him

You're better off single," Bill had always told him. "More marketable. A relationship will threaten your role as America's heartthrob." And always he would add, "Whatever you do, Hill, don't get someone pregnant. It'd be a death knell to your image.

John felt grounded again. He remembered his favorite Bible story, the one about Peter getting out of the boat and walking on water. The big fisherman was walking along quite nicely until he looked at the waves and began to sink. As much as possible, John tried to live his life without looking at the waves. But when he did, when the lives of his grown children caused his faith to waver even a little, God always sent someone to illustrate the words of Christ: "You of little faith . . . why did you doubt?" John felt certain that in this, his most trying season yet, the Lord had sent Pastor Mark to fill that role. It was a certainty that kept his eyes where they belonged - off the waves and straight ahead to the outstretched arms of Jesus.

But a respectful hug that told her he wouldn't put her reputation on the line, not now or ever.

God doesn't measure big the way people measure big. Jesus had just twelve followers." He blinked a few times. "Fame is a demanding mistress.

None of them would be the same now that he was gone. But that pastor was right. His life was worth celebrating. And in that instant, she made a decision. She would cry when tears came, and she would mourn. But she would not rest there, not stay there. He would not have wanted her to live in a dark place, grieving the days his death had taken from her. He would've wanted her to smile at his memory. Celebrating every single day they had been given.
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She had lost much, so much. But with him, she could never look at his loss without also looking at h incredible gift she'd been given, the gift of knowing him, of loving him. (No matter how short the time.)

Nothing could be gained by worrying and dreading the future, borrowing tomorrow's pain for today.

New steps. That's what it amounted to. The two of them were learning the steps that would bring them together, a dance that would take them into forever. A dance that could be nothing less than God's plan for their lives.

But you need more than love, Em. Sometimes you need common ground.

The apostle Paul said it best. For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. How could they do anything but celebrate this moment? All of them would face it one day ... in a fraction of an instant, in the midst of a lifetime it would be their turn.

Love first. Questions later. Grace beyond measure. All of it unconditional.

I'd wish you good luck, but I don't believe in it.

Hold fast to your faith. Temptation is a given; look for the way out! It is possible to fall!

God always hears us when we pray, isn't that right?

The death of a friendship was usually slow and insidious, like the wearing away of a hillside after years of too much rain. A handful of misunderstandings, a season of miscommunication, the passing of time, and where once stood two women with a dozen years of memories and tears and conversation and laughter - where once stood two women closer than sisters - now stood two strangers.

The eagle had two natural enemies: storms and serpents. He embraced the storm, waiting on the rock for the right thermal current and then using that to carry him higher. While other birds were taking cover, the eagle was soaring. An eagle would never fight against the storms of life.

Anyway, my faith's what drives me. God and I are sort of best friends, I guess.

After that, his faith could never be something passive, a pleasant outing to a friendly church service. Faith became everything, because heaven held one of his own. He was passionate about making sure his family all wound up together in heaven. But here on earth, winning another Super Bowl ring was important too.

The more bad choices you make, the less bad your choices seem.

The start of sin and destruction, discouragement and darkness, always happened with single thought. He couldn't stop that. Wrong thoughts were like the billboard signs on the highway of life. They were bound to come. Victory or defeat depended on how he handled the thought. "Take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ." The scripture from 2 Corinthians 10:5 came back to him now, the way it had countless other times. He grabbed the wayward thought and pushed it from his heart and mind. He wouldn't be afraid. Whatever happened ... God was in control. He had nothing to fear. The Lord had worked a miracle to this point. He wasn't finished yet.

I pray for her every night ...
Keep praying. God hears you ...
I know. And Pastor says that some people take longer to find their happy- ever-after in Jesus.
That's right. Some people take a little longer.

Catherine wasn't going to settle. Not in life, and not in love.

Life goes on, regardless of the future, each day was precious all by itself.

God makes everyone to carry out different tasks.

She would lay her pen down and do what she should've done a year ago. Let God be the Author.

They both began to giggle and then they fell into a side splitting round of laughter, the cleansing, complete sort of laughter only a mother and daughter can share.

Friends don't get jealous of each other or begrudge the other for finding success. They celebrate every victory together.

When God's people couldn't take another step, He was there to carry them.

When love was perfect, it would always cast out fear.

If you and someone you love have a difference of opinion on something, maybe its beset to let it stay that way. Respect each other's right to believe what you believe. Respect each other. Agree to disagree.

Our citizenship is in heaven. ... The words were a physical comfort to Hannah as one after another Scriptures filled her mind. She was only passing through, a foreigner in a strange land. Like all who followed Christ, whether she walked this planet eight years or eighty, it was only a journey. She wouldn't ever really be home until she reached heaven's doorsteps.

Don't go acting like you're not in love...I say life's too short. If two people are in love, then don't hide it.

My family and my faith are everything to me.

The message of Christ's love is found in Isaiah, chapter sixty-one," the man was saying. "God himself will restore the crumbling foundations of your life. He will give you beauty for ashes. He'll provide redemption, no matter who you are, where you are. . . .

He felt whole and clean and full of light. Of course he would mess up again. He could never be perfect. But at least now he had assurance. If the bullet hit him next time, he'd go from life on earth to life in heaven.

I always knew I wanted to be a writer.

Love well, laugh often and live well for Christ.

The raindrops on her eyelashes made her blue eyes sparkle and he was instantly sure of one thing. He'd never seen any girl more beautiful.

Love is what happens when we forgive. I forgive Connor Evans. A part of me will always love him, but from this day on I won't hate him. Not for one minute. I forgive him because he gave me Max.

Love was a decision.

This last year ... I learned something about family. Like it's not about blood alone. It's being connected ... it's growing up together and loving each other. It's believing in the same God and knowing you'd do anything for the person across from you at dinner.

It wasn't that a child like Jalen needed so many voices praying on his behalf. God heard the desperate prayer of a single voice in a dark room. But sometimes something happened that caused the world to sit up and take notice. A time when miracles could sway a generation to believe in God. Miracles amidst tragedies.

There were times when I was so sick of talking about the Bible.

I tell of hearts and souls and dances ...
Butterflies and second chances;
Desperate ones and dreamers bound,
Seeking life from barren ground,
Who suffer on in earthly fate
The bitter pain of agony hate,
Might but they stop and here forgive
Would break the bonds to breathe and live
And find that God in goodness brings
A chance for change, the hope of wings
To rest in Him, and self to die
And so become a butterfly.

I am enough for you, daughter ... Fill your heart with me.

Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, because if you do, you will save both yourself and your hearers.

My characters are not plastic.

God is at work, even in our storms.

Honesty was the glue in any relationship.

You need to get down among the people who are the dirtiest and dustiest, and the depravity, and you need to see Christ's light shining there.

So butterflies make us remember, don't they...That life is good no matter what. Because just like the caterpillar, the best days are ahead od us...

That sometimes on the journey to being a grown-up, something would happen that would advance the trip a whole year in a single day.

God was in control. She had nothing to fear. No matter what happened next or how the outcome played in their lives, whatever triumph or tragedy might take place, God loved them. Nothing could ever change that.

I want to be adored, appreciated. I want a guy who'll fight for me.

Hey." She gave him a sheepish smile. "How do you know me so well?" "I pay attention." He touched the side of her face again. "Love does that.

The truth was this: Love is a decision.

He called it The Bridge because that was how felt about books. They connected the past and the present, the present and the future. Books brought people together and gave them a path to worlds they would not otherwise experience.

God knows better than we do. He always does. Even when it doesn't make sense.

You have to leave room for God's grace. Perfect is God's job.

It would almost be easier to never see her again tan to look into her eyes and know she'd left her love for him somewhere in the past.

Love God first, and your husband second. Remember to compliment him, because if you don't, someone else will. And always give a hundred percent. If you both do that, you'll be covered on the days when someone slips a little.

This battle was far beyond her ability or his. Only God could save her life now. Without a miracle, she couldn't look forward to much more than the next day.

Not all first loves were forever loves.

Fame destroys the people who believe it.

It was one thing to pray for a Christmas miracle, to believe in one. It was something else entirely to see it happen before their eyes.

It wasn't something he made a conscious decision about...rather it was something that grew from his heart, a truth that simply was.

God was in control. He wouldn't take them through a season where He hadn't gone first.

Police caught up with him on January 22 and again

No one wants to hear about your faith. They must see it.

Real love understands about love and sacrifice and is willing to live accordingly.

What does the Bible say about love? Perfect love?" "It casts out fear.

And suddenly, there it was. The one thing they'd never discussed, never dared to imagine. At first he said nothing, but he didn't have to. His eyes told her that he was feeling the same way that she was.

I'm receiving 300 to 500 letters every week from people telling me that God used my stories to save their marriage or to introduce them to Christ or to heal a relationship that had been broken.

You'll live your life a lot happier if you stop trying to be perfect. Do your best for Jesus. When you fall short, He'll carry you.

Dealing with evil was something only the Lord could do, and in His timing He most certainly would deal with it.

Innocence was something that grew in the heart and shone through the eyes.

Very simply, God had forgiven her...Amazing grace was something she knew personally. The only right response for the rest of her life was to extend that grace to others, to forgive the way she had been forgiven.

Wrinkles was her big gray cat. Sierra named him Wrinkles because when he was a little baby he had a wrinkly face. He slept in Sierra's room, but not always on the bed. Mommy said that was 'cause Wrinkles had an attitude. Most cats had attitudes, actually.

I developed a deep sadness for celebrities, a pity that they often are caught in a plastic world that runs too hard and too fast, and that many times that world means destroyed relationships with everyone they know and love.

There will always be naysayers. The key is to listen to God's calling. If you're doing that, then everyone else's opinion amount to little more than hot air.

That was her favorite part, the moments of laughter and silliness. In some way, these times made their marriage strong, kept her more in love with Connor Evans every year. If they could play together this way, they would always be okay.

God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something.

But God's ways are better than man

But believing in God and having a relationship with Him were two different things.

We must look to the cross, to the ultimate sacrifice, the true source of hope.

They'd had fun, for sure. They laughed and enjoyed being together. But if she was painfully honest with herself, something was missing. Something in the way Tim looked at her. She remembered her mom's word. "I saw the way he looked at you ... he adores you." Maybe that was it. Tim looked at her on a surface level. He smiled and seemed happy to see her. But When Cody looked at her, there were no layers left, nothing her didn't reveal, nothing he couldn't see. He didn't really look at her so much as he looked into her. To the deepest, most real places in her heart and soul.

A tsunami of heartbreak consumed the landscape of her heart, wiping out all she has known or assumed or believed to be real over the last eleven years.

Not all things will be easy for you, Bailey. It's the hard things that grow us. If you need to get stronger as a performer, then you'll get stronger.

You don't have love without sacrifice; you can't have sacrifice without love.

The minute their eyes met he felt it, the connection. How had he thought for a minute tat what they shared might've changed over the years? He had always known nothing could change it, and he was right.