Quotes by Francine Rivers

But I know Jesus arose. I feel his presence now, here, with me. I see the evidence of his Word everyday. From creation forth, the whole world is witness to Gods plan revealed through his Son. From the beginning, he prepared us. In the passing of the seasons; in the way flowers spring forth, die, and drop seeds for life to begin again; in the sunset and sunrise. Jesus sacrifice is reenacted every day of our lives if we but have the eyes to see.

She had to strive to make every thought obedient to the love of Christ whatever violent feelings churned within her. She had to take her every thought captive to the obedience of Christ and leave no room for anger and jealousy and thoughts of revenge.

A pretty face and a beautiful body blind a man more quickly than any poker through the eyes.

He had the tool to break down the walls that imprisoned his people. He had the tool to rip away the veil to the Holy of Holies so that his flock could come before the Lord and be cleansed, made whole, transformed, and have a personal, loving relationship with their creator. That very tool san on Hannahs bookshelf right now, gathering dust until Sunday morning. Her Savior was there, waiting to speak to her and show her the way home again, the way back to love. YOUR WORD IS LIFE! Why didnt more people understand that?

Emotions are powerful, but they also change as quick as the wind. Thats why the Lord says to renew your mind. Dont base decisions on what you feel.

The appeal was so often the same: Make me comfortable so I can go on doing whatever I want to do. They wanted sin without consequences.

The sin we need to be concerned about is the sin in our own lives. Its the root of all human woe, the source of anguish.

Were Christians. We have to care what people think. The appearance of wrongdoing, remember? Im not going to move in with you had have people think were living in sin. What sort of witness would that be?

The great greatest gift you can give him is the freedom to spread his wings.

Tell me everything about this woman you once knew. Tell me everything she ever told you about Jesus of Nazareth. Marcus saw the fever in his eyes. Why? he said, frowning. Why does it matter?Just tell me, Marcus Lucianus Valerian. Tell me everything. From the beginning. Let me decide for myself what matters.And so Marcus did as he was asked. He gave in to his deep need to speak of Hadassah. And all the while he talked of her, he failed to see the irony in what he was doing. For as he told the story of a simple Judean slave girl, Marcus Lucianus Valerian, a Roman who didnt believe in anything, proclaimed the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Regret drives us to repentance, and repentance leads us to God.

Perhaps it was the approach of death that had opened his eyes wide and made him see so clearly.

I dont want to fall in love with you, she said, pushing away. why not?because youll just end up using it against me.

When she felt the tears coming up, building like a great hard pressure inside her, hot, so hot she thought they would burn, she swallowed them down deeper and deeper until they became a hard little stone in her chest.

Death began to look like a friend.

He needed the warmth of the sun to take away the chill of foreboding that grew in him.

It doesnt take two minutes on an examining table for a girl to know that abortion is painful and destructive and itll have far-reaching effects on her life. Besides the emotional trauma of going through something so violent, there are the physical aspects, the aftereffects. Unfortunately, by the time shes gone that far, its too late to change her mind.

... those selling abortion dont want them to have [the facts], Virginia said heatedly. Besides the Supreme Court doesnt agree with you. They judges seem to think we poor women would fall apart if we knew the facts, so they decided women dont have the right to know the full truth. She shook her head. Theyve made it legal to withhold vital information, even when a woman requests it, for heavens sake!

The only way he could have her was to shatter this stubborn faith of hers. In doing so, would he shatter her? What has this god of yours ever really done for you? She stood very still for a long moment, her back to him. Everything.

He needed to get away from the rush of the city, from the unceasing noise and annoying obligations.