God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, 'I love you.'
Billy GrahamRead
We go on in our pleasures thinking they're going to last forever.
Interpretation
We often believe that our moments of happiness will never end, but in reality, they are temporary.
This quote by Billy Graham reminds us of the transient nature of pleasure and happiness. It emphasizes the common human tendency to take joyous moments for granted, assuming they will last indefinitely, while in truth, such pleasures are fleeting and should be cherished while they last.
In practice
In a speech about enjoying life, one might say, 'As Billy Graham once noted, we often think our pleasures will last forever.'
God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, 'I love you.'
The wonderful news is that our Lord is a God of mercy, and He responds to repentance.
Don't ever hesitate to take to [God] whatever is on your heart. He already knows it anyway, but He doesn't want you to bear its pain or celebrate its joy alone.
God will not force himself upon us against our will. If we want his love, we need to believe in him. We need to make a definite, positive act of commitment and surrender to the love of God. No one can do it for us.
Success in God's eyes is faithfulness to His calling.
Heaven doesn't make this life less important; it makes it more important.
Life's enchanted cup sparkles near the brim.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone.
The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves. I am one of those who remembers those places regardless of distance or time.
I think of bad news as a huge bird, with the wings of a crow and the face of my Grade Four school teacher, sparse bun, rancid teeth, wrinkly frown, pursed mouth and all, sailing around the world under cover of darkness pleased to be the bearer of ill tidings, carrying a basket of rotten eggs, and knowing- as the sun comes up- exactly where to drop them. On me, for one.
I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.
It is fatal to look hungry. It makes people want to kick you.
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