Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning; and these three last have never converted any.
Frederick William FaberRead
We can exaggerate about many things; but we can never exaggerate our obligation to Jesus, or the compassionate abundance of the love of Jesus to us. All our lives long we might talk of Jesus, and yet we should never come to an end of the sweet things that might be said of Him.
Interpretation
Our devotion to Jesus and His love for us is profound and limitless.
In this quote, Faber emphasizes that while we may exaggerate various aspects of life, the love of Jesus and our obligation to Him cannot be overstated. He suggests that throughout our lives, we can endlessly express our admiration and gratitude for Jesus' compassion and love, highlighting the depth and richness of this relationship.
In practice
This quote would be perfect for a church sermon emphasizing the love of Jesus.
Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning; and these three last have never converted any.
Remember that if the opportunities for great deeds should never come, the opportunities for good deeds are renewed day by day. The thing for us to long for is the goodness, not the glory.
Happiness is a great power of holiness. Thus, kind words, by their power of producing happiness, have also a power of producing holiness, and so of winning men to God.
Kindness has converted more sinners than zeal, eloquence, or learning.
The buried talent is the sunken rock on which most lives strike and founder.
Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they also imply a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.
Once I fall in love, finishing a story leaves a hole in my heart. The characters become your friends.
I don't want your future,_x000D_ I don't need your past._x000D_ One bright moment_x000D_ Is all I ask.
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare... Perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways.
You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.
To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
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