450 Quotes by Ann Voskamp

I speak the unseen into seeing and I can feel it, this steady breathing in the rhythm of grace--'give thanks (in), give thanks (out)'.

We 'have' all received on grace after another, but we only recognize the glory of God in this moment 'when we wake to the one grace after another'.

I hunger for filling in a world that is starved.

When we lay the soil of our hard lives opened the rain of grace and let Joy permeate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows. How can this not be the best thing for the world? for us? The clouds open when we mouth thanks. p. 58

Do I really smother my own joy because I believe that anger achieves more than love?

The only way to fight a feeling is with a feeling.

Sometimes you don’t know when you’re taking the first step through a door until you’re already inside.

Eucharisteo—thanksgiving—always precedes the miracle.

Gratitude for the seemingly insignificant—a seed—this plants the giant miracle.