“Living in the middle of beauty like this, we've no call to have puny ideas about God. Why do you suppose His world is so fancy-fine, so full of wonderment if He doesn't want everything to be good and perfect… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
Often God has to shut a door in our face, so that He can subsequently open the door through which He wants us to go. — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
“I soon saw, however, that Creed's obsession with death was typical of most of the children. This came out in their play. "Let's play… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
“Living in the middle of beauty like this, we've no call to have puny ideas about God. Why do you suppose His world is… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
I believe the old cliché, 'God helps those who help themselves,' is not only misleading but often dead wrong. My most spectacular answers to… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
The unfolding of our friendship with the Father will be a never-ending revelation strretching on into eternity — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
The house, it's already been a-settin' here for a hundred years. It'll be right here tomorrow. It's today I must be livin'. — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
“Evil is real - and powerful. It has to be fought, not explained away, not fled. And God is against evil all the way.… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
Truth could never be wholly contained in words. All of us know it: At the same moment the mouth is speaking one thing, the… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
Often God has to shut a door in our face, so that He can subsequently open the door through which He wants us to… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
Whence comes this idea that if what we are doing is fun, it can't be God's will? The God who made giraffes, a baby's… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
When the dream in our heart is one that God has planted there, a strange happiness flowers into us. At that moment all of… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
“Have you ever watched a baby learning to walk? He totters, arms stretched out to balance himself. He wobbles - and falls, perhaps bumps… — Catherine Marshall Copy Share Image
