Quotes About Healing

Playing the bagpipes – as everyone knows – is the best remedy for depression

A wise person seeks to make peace with the truth, especially when it's personal and even when it hurts.

Perdona —dijo Margaret—. Esa es tu única esperanza, cariño. Perdonar significa liberar a un prisionero... y descubrir que ese prisionero eras tú.

I will greet this day with a forgiving spirit. I will forgive even those who do not ask for forgiveness.

We begin to forgive by choosing to forgive . . . by deciding, not by feeling. Our feelings don't lead us to forgive. Most times, our feelings lead us the other way. That's why a person has to decide to forgive first. Our feelings always follow along behind our decisions.

I've learned .... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.

Your pain isn't a trophy to show off. It's not a story to tell. It's potentially poison to your soul. To refuse to forgive is to choose to self-destruct.

Here's a question every angry man and woman needs to consider: How long are you going to allow people you don't even like — people who are no longer in your life, maybe even people who aren't even alive anymore — to control your life? How long?

If it suddenly became impossible for us to cover up all the junk we normally hide from the rest of humanity, I have a feeling we would all get real motivated to deal with the source of what ails us.

Turning death and destruction to new ways of seeing and being is the best offering we can make to those we have lost.

We all have our own special brand of pain and hurt.

Shame is a hold that sin uses on you. As long as you're ashamed of the sin, it has a hold on you. When you can name it and walk away from it, you're walking in the power of God. That's what the Lord wants from His people. Sin and shame have no place in the life of a man or woman of God.

I clung to him as though only the one who had inflicted the pain could comfort me for suffering it.

Adonai never wounds His people without also making preparation for their healing.

One god has so many names?" "He is many things," I said, leaning forward. I pointed to the outermost edge. "He is YHVH Nisi, our banner who protects us." I slid my finger to the next group of letters. "He is YHVH Ropheca, who heals our bodies and our souls. He is YHVH Tzva'ot, the Lord of armies, who gives us confidence and courage.

No. No he didn't break you, my dear." Inhuman eyes probed hers delicately. "The most he managed was a bend here and there. Apparently he has forgotten that the beat of the hammer in the flame's heart only strengthens a good blade.

When our God who is Mercy comes like a shout into your darkness, when the Father stoops down and tenderly picks up the pieces of your broken life, when Jesus steps in front of what you could have deserved, and when the the Lord of Heaven says, "I still want you," after you thought no one would, it is the most amazing truth of all. I have been overwhelmed by this lavish kingdom gift called Mercy.

Pero las raíces (…) sólo se pueden arrancar con un pedazo de corazón, ¡y quién quiere que se lo arranquen sabiendo que ya nunca sanará! Sólo cuando está en juego el corazón entero y comienza a actuar el instinto de conservación, prefiere uno dejarse mutilar.

It's hard to be clear about who you are when you are carrying around a bunch of baggage from the past. I've learned to let go and move more quickly into the next place.

It's hard to be clear about who you are when you are carrying around a bunch of baggage from the past. I've learned to let go and move more quickly into the next place.

Maybe if i just lie under the sun long enough I will melt like an ice cube and all my sadness will evaporate into the air so i can start again.

She knew I had to cry until I undrown from the inside.

Nobody needed to know what happened between us. It felt good to keep it private. Like praying. You don't have to announce that you pray. I don't need no one to make me feel bad about it. José was the antídoto to some of the most poisonous years of my life. He filled the emptiness of my apartment.

and honesty is the hardest part yeah honesty is the highest art and honestly i myself just started and eureka i'm less broken-hearted