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Prayers out of, very often, not the most religious part of me, but the most anxious part of me, the most desperately loving, fearing part of me.
Frederick Buechner
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Frederick Buechner
Age: 98
Born: 1926
Born: July 11
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Remember Jesus of Nazareth, staggering on broken feet out of the tomb toward the Resurrection, bearing on his body the proud insignia of the defeat which is victory, the magnificent defeat of the human soul at the hands of God.
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There is no event so common place but that God is present within it, always hidden, always leaving you room to recognize Him or not to recognize Him.
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Listen to your life. Listen to what happens to you because it is through what happens to you that God speaks...It's in language that's not always easy to decipher, but it's there powerfully, memorably, unforgettably.
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You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.
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Your vocation lies in the intersection of the world's deep need and your deep joy.
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If the truth is worth telling, it is worth making a fool of yourself to tell it.
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Listen. Your life is happening. You are happening. Think back on your journey. The music of your life.
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To be wise is to be eternally curious.
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If preachers decide to preach about hope, let them preach out of what they themselves hope for.
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She was right that reality can be harsh and that you shut your eyes to it only at your peril because if you do not face up to the enemy in all his dark power, then the enemy will come up from behind some dark day and destoy you while you are facing the other way.
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For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.
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To believe is not intellectual assent: Yes, I believe in Jesus. I will sign my name to the Nicene Creed. I believe it all - which you could do, [but] it would have no effect on who you were or what you did. It is, rather, to give your heart.
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Coincidences are God's way of getting our attention.
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I suspect that Jesus spoke many of his parables as a kind of sad and holy joke and that that may be part of why he seemed reluctant to explain them because if you have to explain a joke, you might as well save your breath.
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Laugh till you weep. Weep till there's nothing left but to laugh at your weeping. In the end it's all one.
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Turn around and believe that the good news that we are loved is better than we ever dared hope, and that to believe in that good news, to live out of it and toward it, to be in love with that good news, is of all glad things in this world the gladdest thing of all. Amen, and come Lord Jesus.
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You hear as many things as you would imagine. I hear voices of people I loved once. I hear moments that took place. I hear silences.
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The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt.
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