Mary E. DeMuth Quotes
We cannot let the haters of this world define us. Or frighten us into no longer being ourselves.
Worry is a weighty monster with poisoned tentacles. It clutches at us, grabs at our minds, steals our breath, our will. It lurks. It pounces. It colors how we perceive the world.
When the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.
God's heart…is not that we escape our lot, but that we learn to thrive in the midst of it.
The roadblocks to growth and joy come when we forget the bigness of God & instead make people bigger than He is.
Dare to be brave today, and trust that when you extend your wings, you will fly.
We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in the darkness.
Because the culture we breathe and work in rushes against rest. It equates our worth with production and wealth and fame. The more we work toward those goals, the more society assigns us worth.
We may not understand the pathways God lays out before us. We may not even like walking the journey. But even in failure, we can trust that He’ll do more than we expect.
Jesus often calls us to risk. He asks us to be vulnerable, to be authentic, so others can see Him in and through us.
Growth comes from God, to those with surrendered, yielded hearts.
As I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.
Pain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.
Our task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.
I understand true life doesn't happen when I constantly gaze backwards, mulling over all the injustices others have done or I have done to others.
When we think of other people as our center and fulfillment, we live frustrated lives.
Jesus wastes none of our stories, even our tales of woe. He transforms them into epic adventures where we dare to face our past for the sake of our present.
The more we love, the more it hurts, and the more we have to let go.
To become more like Jesus we must understand that the only growth we can be in charge of is our own.
We cannot love our enemies until we see those twin truths: God loves me. God loves them.
When God wants to do an impossible task, He takes an impossible person and breaks her.
I realized that what I feared the most had materialized, yet I survived.
It’s never easy letting go. But if we don’t learn the art of relinquishment, we’ll never move forward to embrace the new relationships God has for us.
Money is a cheap but powerful substitute for Jesus, and wielding money is intoxicating, but it won't usher in the kingdom of God, nor will it ensure eternal treasures.
Sometimes we control our family members because we idolize and idealize our perfect plan over the journey that God has laid out for them. (p. 56)
Control is the inner disease of those who need stability and order to function.
I wear the word victim like a badge of honor — my own purple heart. I see what others do more than I see what I'm capable of.
Growth comes in the aftermath of failure, not wild success.
The Gospel isn’t a life management program. It shouldn’t merely be the crutch we fall on when life gets ugly. It should be the legs we walk on, the air we breathe.
It’s an act of our will to choose to see people simply as wildly loved by God, to assume their beauty before guessing their depravity.
When Jesus isn’t our everything, our enough, we pursue every other thing that fills.
With an all-or-nothing mind-set, you tend to judge yourself relentlessly…Eeyore becomes your best friend.
We enslave in the manner we talk to ourselves. But the truth is, God already set us free. He secured our release. To constantly hurt ourselves, resting in our inadequacy, is to call Him a LIAR.
We’d avoid a lot of insecurity, if we fully, wholly believed in God’s wild affection for us.
To abandon all is to take our hearts, place them before the One who created them, and dare to believe He can live life powerfully through our surrendered lives.
He created us for adventure, not ease.
We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in darkness.
