Quotes about Journey

The river never changes. it may alter it's path a bit, but it never changes. It's us who change. We come back here and we're are different. Not it. Form can't be extracted from the essence like some broth reduction. This river's taught me a good bit. Probably why I don't leave here. It winds, weaves, snakes around. Rarely goes the same twice. But, in the end, it always ends up in the same place and the gift is never the same. ...it's the journey that matters.

And then a wave of peace washed over her and told her it wasn't where she lived that mattered, but that she was walking with Him.

You once said a man's life is a series of choices. Small decisions made every day that don't seem to matter. That nobody notices but you, if you even notice. Over time, those decisions are like raindrops, falling and filling the stream of a life. You believed the big choices were made in the small ones. If I had chosen differently in a thousand ways, maybe I wouldn't be here.

Life is about making good choices, Matt. One after the other. They pile up day after day. It's only when you look back that you can see what the choices led to. What you're able to stand on.

It is a grace to be able to hold onto someone who runs at life when you can only imagine walking.

Song—a long, winding tune that turns minor at times, major at times, but mostly is just running along in the background.

You are who you are at this moment because of everything that's ever happened to you, everything that you carried forward for yourself.

We acknowledge but one motive - to follow the truth as we know it, whithersoever it may lead us; but in our heart of hearts we are well assured that the truth which has made us free, will in the end make us glad also.

None of us ever gets to be in relationship with a finished person. God's redemptive work of change is ongoing in all our lives.

God will take us where we have not planned to go in order to produce in us what we could not achieve on our own.

What God has begun in you, he will complete. Your destiny has already been decided. The One who decided it will give you all you need to get there.

How soon country people forget. When they fall in love with a city it is forever, and it is like forever. As though there never was a time when they didn't love it. The minute they arrive at the train station or get off the ferry and glimpse the wide streets and the wasteful lamps lighting them, they know they are born for it. There, in a city, they are not so much new as themselves: their stronger, riskier selves.