2,024 Quotes About Church

The church is a community of doubters struggling to believe, relying on one another to make it real.

Church, with all its imperfections, is faith’s incubator. Church is faith’s hospital and its picnic grounds, its sheltering tree and also the rich soil from which it grows. Church embraces faith and holds it tenderly with strong arms. It embraces me. And so I love the church, even when it expects more of me than I think it should.

Is that cat dead? Diana demanded.''No he isn't,'' Emma cooed and kissed his furry face. Church went limper. ''He just hates affection

She has listened to the bells, and the organ, and the calls to prayer. And yet, despite it all, she has never understood the appeal. How does a ceiling bring you closer to heaven? If God is so large, why build walls to hold Him in?

His grandfather christened himself as John after absconding from his second wife. He joined the Oak Haven Church posthaste. He died not long after. Philip always wondered about Indians who sought comfort in the white man’s god.

South of Larissa the landscape began to change. Jude watched an irrigation machine like a giant stick insect creeping over a field, and a tractor racing across another, raking up a dust cloud behind in a brown jet stream.

I think it would be better to say that some churches have veered too far towards what they think is holiness, while other churches have veered too far to what they think is love. If a church has abandoned holiness, it has abandoned love, and if it has abandoned love, it has abandoned holiness. Holiness and love are mutually implicating and work in concert, not it opposition.

Isn’t it time to become enlightened? Isn’t it time to join the Church of Reason? Abandon all of the other false, irrational religions. Embrace the Truth. Become one with your immortal, indestructible, mathematical soul. “God” did not create your soul. On the contrary, it is itself becoming God!

Church!" Emma scooped him up in her arms, and Church did what he usually did. He went limp."Is that cat dead?" Diana demanded."No, he isn't," Emma cooed, and kissed his furry face. Church went limper. "He just hates affection.