Quotes about Acceptance

Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and every expression of evil, and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save your souls.

To you who believe, then, this stone is precious. But to those who do not believe, “The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone,”

What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?

Jesus didn't wait until we got better to die for us. He died when we were in our most unlovely state. The person who doesn't deserve love actually needs love more, not less. If you know someone unworthy of love, that's great! You now have a chance to emulate Christ, because the essence of His love is unconditional.

If the people would bother to learn about the cultures instead of condemning them, they might not be afraid.

I must fight against the regret that would see me defeated. I cannot change what has happened, but it needn't separate me from a happy future.

The past isn't something we can change or enhance. It cannot be rearranged or made over to better satisfy our current state. I firmly believe that God wants us to put the past to rest—as if it has died and we are burying it. Once a person dies and you bury them, you have no means by which you can bring them back to life. Even in memory, they are still gone. In the same way, the past is still gone, even when you dwell on it.

In a short time, the right man will find you, and you will lose your heart to him and he will lose his to you. It will be just as it should be, and the scar will not matter.

She didn't want to. She loved you. She loves you now. Yes, she hurt you and she made a terrible mistake in leaving you. But your father made mistakes, too, and you will, as well. We all make bad choices - decisions that would better be left to rot in the bottom of the barrel. But we can't undo them. We can only move forward.

Instead of asking Him to remember you, why not pray to find comfort and value where He has taken you.

She often told her children that they couldn't change the past and they couldn't jump forward to the future. All they had was today, and they needed to live it in such a way that they wouldn't create just another regretted yesterday. Mourning the past was never productive-she knew this full well.

So yeah, maybe this will be the rest of our lives. Pot roast and Diet Cokes and my parents making eyes at each other. As for those slaps and punches and hateful words, we'll just sweep those under the rug or wherever they can go.