“I think of how the world measures the depth of our giving by what we hand over, but Jesus measures it by what we hold on to.” — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“To that point I had not realized that in doing something I love, and at which at times I may even excel, I felt… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“Looking at the parable of the poor widow who gave her last coins to the offering, I considered what it is to give God… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“[My father] was handsome and tanned and smelled wonderful, like a mix of the ocean and fresh-cut grass, except when he smoked his pipe,… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“What if everything operates by love?' I said to her, 'I mean, what if this God presence . . . is God moving through… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“No individual, by the very state of existence, can avoid life as a form of servitude; it only remains for us to decide, deny,… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“I think of how the world measures the depth of our giving by what we hand over, but Jesus measures it by what we… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“Ahhh, teaching literature. A noble calling! For we are all stories.” — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“I found that those friends of mine who welcomed the unseen into the realm of their seen offered immediate understanding. Some are Christians, some… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“Dr. Deveaux stopped and looked at me hard. He leaned in and whispered, 'The rest is all bullshit, Miss Drake. It's as simple as… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“I dozed, jolting occasionally at the driver's loud pronouncement of upcoming stops. At this early hour the bus hummed along quietly with few passengers,… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“I realized that I was still caught on the ring road--on that, thank goodness, forgiving ring road--but that eventually, at some point, everyone needs… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“He quickened his stride: 'The truth is in the paradox, Miss Drake. Anything not done in submission to God, anything not done to the… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
“Trauma cracks us open (or for some of us, cuts us open) so the Holy Spirit can get in. So we can “right” ourselves.” — Carolyn Weber Copy Share Image
![“[My father] was handsome and tanned and smelled wonderful, like a mix of the ocean and fresh-cut grass, except when he smoked his pipe, which also smelled wonderful, as how I thought wisdom must smell, when it curls about your head.” quote by Carolyn Weber](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/f4d/carolyn-weber-36075_memoir_my-father-was-handsome-and-tanned-and-sm_485479.jpg)
