Ann Voskamp Quotes

Life isn't an emergency. Christ is in charge of every moment of the day; nothing catches Him off guard.

Worry is the facade of taking action when prayer really is.

I fly to Paris and discover how to make love to God.

In counting gifts, to one thousand, more, I discover that slapping a sloppy brush of thanksgiving over everything in my life leaves me deeply thankful for very few things in my life.

It’s impossible to give thanks and simultaneously feel fear

We're called to do more than believe in God, we're called to live in God.

The fear is suffocating, terrorizing, and I want the remedy, and it is trust. Trust is everything.

If trust must be earned, hasn't God unequivocally earned our trust with the bark on the raw wounds, the thorns pressed into the brow, your name on the cracked lips.

Remembering with thanks is what causes us to trust - to really believe.

More important than a clean house is a close family.

If the Church is a body, and the body is a business, isn't that the same thing as prostitution?

Pantheism, seeing the natural world as divine, is a very different thing than seeing divine God present in all things

On the night He was betrayed Jesus broke bread and lifted it up and gave THANKS. If Jesus can give thanks in that, can we not give thanks in all?

Girls rival each other. Women revive each other. Girls empale each other. Women empower each other. Girls compare each other. Women champion each other.

Every mountain that every Christian ever faces, the Lord levels with sufficient grace.

Real Love truthfully sees the flaws - and still really loves fully.

Love comes softly, it cannot be forced...cannot bear the weight of our expectations. Love always comes in the surrender - in the falling.

Writing is this act of faith - a bit like driving in the fog: you can hardly see just in front of you. But you trust God's leading you and you just write into the space you can see ahead of you.

Grace is alive, living waters. If I dam up the grace, hold the blessings tight, joy within dies... waters that have no life.

Parenting is about preparing children to get along with each other, to get along with you and without you, and that it's impossible to get along without God.

What is time for if not to bless?

Of asking nothing of the reader - but offering a still, quiet oasis in the cybersphere to go vertical with God. An island of stillness to know that He is God.

From all of our beginnings, we keep reliving the Garden story.

Fullness of joy is discovered only in the emptying of will.

Just that maybe … maybe you don’t want to change the story, because you don’t know what a different ending holds.

I hunger for filling in a world that is starved.

Is the height of my chara joy dependent on the depths of my eucharisteo thanks?

Life is so urgent it necessitates living slow.

Sometimes, too often, I don't want to muster the energy. Stress and anxiety seem easier.

I know the theological answers, but do my blood and my pulse?

Holy joy lies in the habit of murmuring thanks to God for the smallest of graces.

Our fall is always first a failure to give thanks.

God is always good and we are always loved... even when what He gives may appear ugly.

The life that counts blessings discovers its yielding more than it seems.

I want a life that makes music - not just practices the piano.

I began [blogging] because I have this handicap - I can't figure out my life or see God clearly unless I untangle my life again with words.

...life change comes when we receive life with thanks and ask for nothing to change.

Comparison is a thug that robs your joy. But its even more than that - Comparison makes you a thug who beats down somebody - or your soul.

God gives us time. And who has time for God?

Every breath is a battle between grudgery and gratitude. Give thanks...and you win joy.

When you're most wounded by words run to the only Word that always brings healing.

The Word God wastes nothing and He heals two broken hearts with one story - the reader and the writer.

When your ethnicity is heaven, then all adversity offers the gift of intimacy, driving you into the home of His heart.

I wonder if the greatest challenges was to keep pressing into [writing] when I had never been here before. I felt like Abraham - being called to something that he didn't know how to get to.

Christian hands never clasp and He doesn't give gifts for gain because a gift can never stop being a gift - it is always meant to be given.

I started blogging in 2004, light years ago on the Web. And I began because I have this handicap - I can't figure out my life or see God clearly unless I untangle my life again with words.

Love doesn't necessarily mean bless or agree with, it means sacrifice for and suffer with.

All God makes is good. Can it be that that which seems to oppose the will of God actually is used of Him to accomplish the will of God?

Are stress and worry evidence of a soul too lazy, too undisciplined, to keep gaze fixed on God?

The greatest compliment of the book [One Thousand Gifts]? Maybe the Muslim man in Iraq who was given the book and came to a saving knowledge of Jesus, wanted to live his life in thanks to God?