Building Your Own Theology

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Unitarian Universalist Association of Congregations, 2000 - Всего страниц: 96
 

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Стр. 83 - A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do.
Стр. 32 - Come now, and let us reason together, " Says the Lord, "Though your sins are like scarlet. They shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson. They shall be as wool.
Стр. 21 - Here's the thing, say Shug. The thing I believe. God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it.
Стр. 23 - And when the LORD saw that he turned aside to see, God called unto him out of the midst of the bush, and said, Moses, Moses. And he said, Here am I.
Стр. 14 - In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple.
Стр. 18 - Some men call it conscience, but I prefer to call it the voice of God in the soul of man. If you listen and obey it, then it will speak clearer and clearer, and always guide you right ; but if you turn a deaf ear or disobey, then it will fade out little by little, and leave you all in the dark and without a guide. Your life depends on heeding this little voice.
Стр. 21 - I ast. Naw, she say. God made it. Listen, God love everything you love — and a mess of stuff you don't. But more than anything else, God love admiration. You saying God vain? I ast. Naw, she say. Not vain, just wanting to share a good thing. I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.
Стр. 14 - Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts.
Стр. 21 - My first step from the old white man was trees. Then air. Then birds. Then other people. But one day when I was sitting quiet and feeling like a motherless child, which I was, it come to me: that feeling of being part of everything, not separate at all. I knew that if I cut a tree, my arm would bleed.
Стр. 15 - The snow-storm wc.s real ; the preacher merely spectral ; and the eye felt the sad contrast in looking at him, and then out of the window behind him, into the beautiful meteor of the snow.

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