“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
“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 everything, to truly give him significant pieces of yourself until you have given him your all. To give so much that all that is left is to be with him. I think of how the world… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share
“[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 us and through everything we do? If so, why do we resist it? What if everything horrible that happens, from drive-by shootings to illness, is because we have broken this chain of love, and we don't… — Carolyn Weber Copy Share
“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
![“[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)
