17 Quotes by Angie Smith

But that's just it; I can either focus on what I have lost, or what I have gained, and I choose the latter.

There will be the IV poles, the divorce papers, the sound of dirt hitting a casket. We will have moments where we can't catch our breath and all the world seems wrong, and we can't help but wonder if He even cares.

This Bible of Mine? It is the breath of God spoken into my weary bones. It is the armor I need to walk the roads He has chosen for me, and it's the confirmation of promises that withstand the test of hours and adversity. It's a love letter, and it has my name on it. It has your name on it.

And I love you, my sweet Caroline.

What a funny girl, I thought, and then I realized something. To the three-year-old ye, and maybe even to the thirty year old eye, weeds and grass look very similar. Same color, same feeling, same texture.

And how long will your fingers be so tangled in the law that you can't live out of My grace?

We don’t know when, and we can’t fathom how, but we rest our hope on the unshakeable kingdom that is yet to be.

We don't get to see ourselves the way the Lord sees us, but we can choose to believe what He says about us.

Whether or not I protect the weeds isn't a matter of just recognizing the weed for what it is, but possessing the conviction to grab hold of the roots and yank like my life depends on it.