Quotes about Serenity

An inexhaustible good nature is one of the most precious gifts of heaven, spreading itself like oil over the troubled sea of thought, and keeping the mind smooth and equable in the roughest weather.

Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little valley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world. A small brook glides through it, with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquillity.

To look upon its grass grown yard, where the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly, one would think that there at least the dead might rest in peace.

I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Sit and be still until in the time of no rain you hear beneath the dry wind's commotion in the trees the sound of flowing water among the rocks, a stream unheard before, and you are where breathing is prayer.

I come into the peace of wild thingswho do not tax their lives with forethoughtof grief.

And in His will is our peace.

No matter what turmoil or chaos is in your life right now, the God of peace will give you a calm to get through it with poise and grace—and to give you the ultimate victory that results in peace. And not just peace at the end of the storm, but peace along the journey. The Lord is peace. And He offers that peace to you.

Nothing is more precious than peace, by which all war, both in Heaven and Earth, is brought to an end.

John had no desire to move but to just be. The rain seemed to do more than water the earth tonight. It seemed to water him.

Presently we pass to some other object which rounds itself into a whole as did the first; for example, a well-laid garden; and nothing seems worth doing but the laying-out of gardens.

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God's handwriting — a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.