Dinuța Vicliuc

“Dumnezeu a proiectat maşinăria umană în aşa fel încât să funcţioneze cu Dumnezeu. El Însuşi este combustibilul pe care spiritele noastre au fost menite să-l consume, sau hrana cu care spiritele noastre au fost menite să se hrănească. Nu există nici un alt combustibil. Tocmai de aceea nu are nici un sens să-I cerem lui Dumnezeu să ne facă fericiţi pe calea noastră proprie, fără să ne batem capul cu religia. Dumnezeu nu ne poate da fericire şi pace fără să ni Se dea pe Sine, deoarece aşa ceva nu se poate. Nu există fericire şi pace fără El .”
― C.S. Lewis

“THE WEATHER OF LOVE


Love
Has a way of wilting
Or blossoming
At the strangest,
Most unpredictable hour.
This is how love is,
An uncontrollable beast
In the form of a flower.
The sun does not always shine on it.
Nor does the rain always pour on it
Nor should it always get beaten by a storm.
Love does not always emit the sweetest scents,
And sometimes it can sting with its thorns.
Water it.
Give it plenty of sunlight.
Nurture it,
And the flower of love will
Outlive you.
Neglect it or keep dissecting it,
And its petals will quickly curl up and die.
This is how love is,
Perfection is a delusional vision.
So love the person who loves you
Unconditionally,
And abandon the one
Who only loves you
Under favorable
Conditions.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Persecution has always produced a better Christian—a witnessing Christian, a soul-winning Christian. Communist persecution has backfired and produced serious, dedicated Christians such as are rarely seen in free lands. These people cannot understand how anyone can be a Christian and not want to win every soul they meet.”
― Richard Wurmbrand, Tortured for Christ

“People who have come to know the joy of God do not deny the darkness, but they choose not to live in it. They claim that the light that shines in the darkness can be trusted more than the darkness itself and that a little bit of light can dispel a lot of darkness. They point each other to flashes of light here and there, and remind each other that they reveal the hidden but real presence of God.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming