Gods Creation Quotes

“Children are adorable.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita , Think Great: Be Great!

“We know now that all the people of Polynesia carry taro root and coconut palm and breadfruit with them when they settle a new island, but they themselves will tell you that the gods planted these things here. Some of their stories are quite fabulous. They say that the breadfruit tree was crafted by the gods to resemble a human body, as a clue to humans, you see- to tell us that the tree is useful. They say that this is why the leaves of the breadfruit resemble hands- to show humans that they should reach toward this tree and find sustenance there. In fact, the Tahitians say that 'all' the useful plants on this island resemble parts of the human body, as a message from the gods, you see. This is why coconut oil, which is helpful for headaches, comes from the coconut, which looks like a head. 'Mape' chestnuts are said to be good for kidney ailments, for they resemble kidneys themselves, or so I am told. The bright red sap of the 'fei' plant is meant to be useful for blood ailments."
"The signature of all things," Alma murmured.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

“So many hues in nature and yet nothing remained the same, every day, every season a work of genius, a free gift from the Artist of artists.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Vocation of a Gadfly

“Heaven's ways do not always display themselves in a spectacular science-defying manner.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Vocation of a Gadfly

“The preacher talked about the story of Adam and Eve, how we are told that God pulled the rib from Adam's side because it shows that woman and man are made to be equal partners."
"He said Eve wasn't formed from Adam's feet to be below him or from his head to be above him, but from his rib, to walk beside him." Mother says this while smiling. "I liked that."
"Yep." Chief nods. "And that the rib came from near his heart, so she would be loved by him, and from beneath his arms, so she would be protected by him.”
― Julie Cantrell, Perennials

“We both used force against the clay. We both raised it only to knock it down. But the force I used broke it, whereas you only made it pliable and centered so it could be shaped. I weakened the clay, and you strengthened it. I diminished it, and you held it together."
She shrugged, not understanding the intensity of his gaze as he studied the shapeless mound on the wheel. "I am an experienced potter."
The wheel had long since come to a stop. Dust motes danced above it in the fat rays of sunshine that streaked through the window.
"It makes me think of God," he said into the silence.
"The wheel?" She grasped the allusion. "Jeremiah's potter, you mean?"
He smiled. "Yes. Jeremiah's potter: 'Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand.'
"Except that for years, when I saw God as the potter, I saw someone with my hands at the wheel instead of yours. Someone with too much force, who weakens us and breaks us down. Someone who destroys us. But looking at you just now, I was reminded that you can also be knocked down for good.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Royal Artisan