Despair has been called the unforgivable sin-not presumably because God refuses to forgive it, but because it despairs of the possibility of being forgiven. Frederick Buechner More Quotes by Frederick Buechner More Quotes From Frederick Buechner Our father. We have killed him, and we will kill him again, and our world will kill him. And yet he is there. It is he who listens at the door. It is he who is coming. It is our father who is about to be born. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Frederick Buechner our-world father jesus Thus, when you wake up in the morning, called by God to be a self again, if you want to know who you are, watch your feet. Because where your feet take you, that is who you are. Frederick Buechner self feet morning My story is important not because it is mine, God knows, but because if I tell it anything like right, the chances are you will recognize that in many ways it is also yours. Frederick Buechner important stories way And now brothers, I will ask you a terrible question, and God knows I ask it also of myself. Is the truth beyond all truths, beyond the stars, just this: that to live without him is the real death, that to die with him the only life? Frederick Buechner christmas easter jesus Remember Jesus of Nazareth, staggering on broken feet out of the tomb toward the Resurrection, bearing on his body the proud insignia of the defeat which is victory, the magnificent defeat of the human soul at the hands of God. Frederick Buechner easter hands jesus If preachers decide to preach about hope, let them preach out of what they themselves hope for. Frederick Buechner reach-out preaching preacher Lust is the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst. Frederick Buechner dying lust men A miracle is when the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. A miracle is when one plus one equals a thousand. Frederick Buechner plus miracle thousand The past is the place we view the present from as much as the other way around. Frederick Buechner views way past . . . [T]o live not with hands clenched to grasp, to strike, to hold tight to a life that is always slipping away the more tightly we hold it, but . . . to live with the hands stretched out both to give and receive with gladness. Frederick Buechner giving peace hands The incarnation is “a kind of vast joke whereby the Creator of the ends of the earth comes among us in diapers Until we too have taken the idea of the God-man seriously enough to be scandalized by it, we have not taken it as seriously as it demands to be taken. Frederick Buechner taken men ideas Here and there even in our world, and now and then, even in ourselves, we catch glimpeses of a New Creation, which, fleeting as those glipmses are apt to be, give us hope both for this life and for whatever life may await us later on. Frederick Buechner here-and-there our-world giving Remember me not for the ill I've done but for the good I've dreamed. Frederick Buechner ill done remember All other days have either disappeared into darkness and oblivion or not yet emerged from it. Today is the only day there is. Frederick Buechner oblivion darkness today There is a fragrance in the air, a certain passage of a song, an old photograph falling out from the pages of a book, the sound of somebody's voice in the hall that makes your heart leap and fills your eyes with tears. Who can say when or how it will be that something easters up out of the dimness to remind us of a time before we were born and after we will die? Frederick Buechner easter song book One of the blunders religious people are particularly fond of making is the attempt to be more spiritual than God Frederick Buechner religious spiritual people To journey for the sake of saving our own lives is little by little to cease to live in any sense that really matters, even to ourselves, because it is only by journeying for the world's sake - even when the world bores and sickens and scares you half to death - that little by little we start to come alive. Frederick Buechner scare half journey The Gospel writers are not really interested primarily in the facts of the birth but in the significance, the meaning for them of that birth just as the people who love us are not really interested primarily in the facts of our births but in what it meant to them when we were born and how for them the world was never the same again, how their whole lives were changed with new significance. Frederick Buechner facts people world What's lost is nothing to what's found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup. Frederick Buechner cups next lost The original, shimmering self gets buried so deep that most of us end up hardly living out of it at all. Instead we live out all the other selves, which we are constantly putting on and taking off like coats and hats against the world’s weather Frederick Buechner self weather world
