Roseanna M. White

Evil men flourish. The righteous suffer. The Lord never promises we won____nly that He__l sustain us when the tribulation comes.

She was completely alone, only the distant call of a bird telling her a world existed outside of her circle of pain.

Your failings cannot be so great that you cannot overcome them with faith in our Lord; he forgave me mine, he will forgive you yours. You have but to desire it.

Watching you has taught me that a man need not be weak to have a faith, but is made strong by it.

And the best sort of villain is smart and subtle and so very tricky that you don't even know he's the villain, because he thinks himself the hero in his own story.

How fortunate, then, that we serve a God who quickens the dead. Who breathes life into the lifeless. Do you not think that a God who formed man out of dust can form a new creation in you?

Just because a feeling is natural does not mean it should be indulged.